I grinned and tried to remember the last time that I had seen the little ones awake. My wife, Helen, was usually pretty strict about making the kids p...ut all their toys away before they went to bed, but this evening she must have been running late and let them slide.I hung my wet coat on the doorknob of the hall closet, and then plodded up the stairs to shower away my weariness. Since both of the children’s doors were shut, I assumed that the littlest was already soundly asleep while Helen was. The fact that these were not sexy panties, just her everydy things, made the pics really arousing. I wanted to kneel before her and sniff the cotton, trying to smell her musk and detect her cunt through the material. The rear view was hot, she had a large, perfectly curved and womanly bottom, delicious to behold. I imagined spanking that perfect white flesh hard and reddeing her arse for her as she knelt there. I noticed that she had tight, fit thighs and a large pussy gap - very rare and sexy. No, Steven..." I'm getting your daddy's slipper," Bonnie's voice was heard to warn."Nooooooo...please don't...okay, okay I'll do it."Another prolonged silence elapsed, during which I nursed a throbbing member, before Bonnie came back on, her voice at a higher pitch. "Oh my gosh Steven, my little slut of a daughter is licking out her mother's wet pussy, and it's all your doing, you nasty man. I have my hand on the back of her head, pushing her deeper. Oh my, she's biting my clit..."Unable to. "No, after you fell asleep I went downstairs and talked to your mom a bit, and since then I've been..." He shrugged. "Here. Hanging out on the Internet." Mmm," I said. I believed him. "It must just be because you were in the room with me." Well, magic touch and all that," Brandon said brightly. "I aim to please, after all."I drew his arms around me. "You do." His breath ruffled my hair; his shoulder was a warm pillow. "I love you." I love you," he said."I know," I said.Showering took a little.