I didn't want to disappoint her or myself, so I said yes. I told her thank you and asked her how she was, and she asked me how I was also. She cheerfu...lly told me the panties would be 99 cents and asked if I needed a bag. I said yes.At this point, all she had to do was give me a receipt. Instead, she started commenting on my wallet which is actually a cigarette case. She said she had a cigarette case she actually used for cigarettes. Even though I smoked for twelve years and am nowadays. "Will you take my bra off for me, Daddy?" she purred.The man's hands shook so hard that he could hardly unfasten the hooks which held the back strap of the bra together. But he managed, and in seconds, the bra was loosened. He slid the straps down off her smooth shoulders and at last her tits came free from the bra cups.The bra joined the girl's jacket and blouse on the floor of the car."God, Loni, how I love your tits!" Van groaned as his hands squeezed his daughter's tits gently.Loni smiled. .. and you know where that leads.After our son, Kevin was born, I was like most parents, wondering what life would hold for him, whether he'd be successful and happy... and sexual. I'd often gazed at his baby penis and imagined it 20 years hence when it would be bigger with sagging testicles and hair at its base. I imagined him stroking it alone and the image of the cum spurting from the tip. I thought of him with a woman.We encouraged his natural curiosity as a little boy. You know that stage. "Was that a blush?"Tabitha was smiling too, watching the other woman where I couldn't see her. "Yeah." You've been working with her, right?"Tabitha looked back at me and nodded. Was it just me or was there a sparkle in her eye?"What's going on? I've never seen you looking so happy."She cocked her head to the side. "I've always been happy." But you've never expressed it like..." I looked her over. If her stunning body hadn't been glistening from being freshly washed, she would have glowed. I.