Being the oldest of several children, she knows how to take care of the little tykes.“And Bob? I don’t think he needs to worry about being a good ...father. He’s a good man, even if he’s officially not a man yet. I just can’t imagine him not being a great dad. Compared to him and my dad is like night and day. Cold hearted compared to warm. So yeah, I’m okay with it. Sorry it took so long to explain it.”“No,” said Bob. “I needed to hear it. You needed to be okay with it.”“Did I?”“Yes.”“I’d never be. " "But he was so forward today with me. You know, asking if I was wet, smelling my fingers. That was definitely not what I’d call vanilla, as you put it." Right about then Stephie heard me pull into the driveway. She quickly got up and hustled over to the door, and put her hands behind her head awaiting Daddy’s entrance. I opened the door, Stephie ready to greet me as usual, and looked at Shawna, gauging her reaction to my normal greeting. I lifted Stephie’s chin and gave her a peck on the. She stood just less than five feet tall and weighed about 75 pounds. Her petite little body started to change before she turned twelve. It was then that her baby fat began to fade away and her hips became more noticeable. Her butt began to take shape also, rounding out so nicely that her brother started calling her bubble butt. She was disappointed in the way her breasts were growing. At first it seemed that only the nipples were getting bigger. They were just two puffy dark mounds like someone. Hearing her gasping and panting as I began to eat her and starting with her clit and licking to her ass. She panted and let out a sound of pleasure. While my tongue and fingers probed her deeply, and looking at her with her face contorting in what looked to be agony as she shuddered and tightened her muscles and I tasted her sweet climax. She lay there panting as we kissed deeply and she tasted her juices on my tongue as they met, and then she pushed me down and returned the favour by taking me.