We kissed passionately and I could feel her tongue in my mouth, rolling around energetically. She bit my lip slightly and placed one hand on my crotch....'Don't you want to eat first? You must be starving after the day you have had,' she said with a cheeky wink.'You can't cook for shit anyway!' I said in reply.'Oi! Cheeky bugger,' she shot back mockingly and kissed me again.I grabbed at her wrist and started to lead her upstairs, but she held back and shook her head. 'Nope. Not yet,' she said. I. .. DADDY"Coming back from my dreamy state, I asked "What is it Princess?" My titties ache and I'm a little scared something bad is wrong with me".Wow, so what do I do now? A dilemma indeed. Do I take the safe way out and tell her there's nothing wrong with her and to ignore it and it'll get better or try to solve the problem. If only her mother were here she would be able to handle this situation. But I was on my own here so here goes.Since she just turned 14 years old and was beginning to. Her husband, Graham, was busy with his chores in the garden; her daughter supposedly diligent with her school work upstairs. It wasn't worth summoning Graham so, for once, Caroline answered the door herself.Two women stood on the step. One was a quiet, mousey-looking, rather pale woman wearing gold rimmed, half-moon glasses and carrying an e-pad. The other looked sterner. Her straw blonde hair was scraped back from her face and pulled into a pony tail. She wore dark glasses, a dark jacket, dark. “Morning baby, sleep well?” she asked as she bent forward and pecked me quickly on the lips, no hint of sarcasm or undercurrent in her voice. I didn’t think she knew about Amy, and I certainly wasn’t going to bring it up. “Not bad, where’s everyone else?” I asked casually. “Your father went with Tony and Amy on a snorkeling trip, I was too exhausted.”“Yeah, I bet” I said with a smile. It was a little rude but I couldn’t help it, I gave a devilish grin that Kelly sent right back with interest..