"Yeah, I know. But cooking and stuff seems like something girls shouldbe doing and you seem to be doing just fine. Besides, I like watchingyou work. Y...ou seem so natural." Oh sure. You're just saying that so you can just sit there on yourbutt watching your stupid golf on television. All of you boys are thesame." I said half jokingly but with more than a hint of truth. Jasonwas just like my brother and all other boys. They all would do anythingto avoid work."And all you girls are the same too."I. For some strange reason, this was turning me on a little so I opened my legs slightly apart to let him get a better shot of my shaved pussy. After a little while, he came back over to me, kissed my cheek and left. I thought about this all night and found myself playing with my now wet click and I was in some serious need of a cock or several for that matter. Having sex with my own son was something I had never even considered but I was curious what it would be like.The next day, I woke up and. "Bill" he said "We had a family meeting Thursday evening and the girls want to "Go All The Way" with you." There were tears welling up in Carol's Eyes. "What's wrong Carol?" I asked. She said that her little girls were growing up so fast. Bob said that he would rather have someone like me "Take Them". He didn't even want to picture some 16 year old, mused up hair kid with a stud in his tongue and rings piercing other body part who's name was "Spike" taking his little girls virginity. "And this. I walked over to talk to her."How are you doing?" I asked automatically when I got up to her."Sore," Vicky stated bluntly. "This rifle kicks like a mule and it wasn't really designed to be fired from the standing position, even if I was braced against the ROPS and supporting the weapon over the frame. I probably have the mother of all bruises on my shoulder." Sorry," I said in reply."Don't be," Vicky answered with a pained shrug of her shoulders, "it was my fault. So, what about you? Are you.