I certainly was not going to tell Louis about the mirror, but the devil was driving me now. I was going to make him so jealous, and get my own back. I... pulled Louis around a little so he would have a good side view and repeated what I had been doing, but exaggerating my tongue slurping up and down his erection, he was absolutely rigid now, cum drops glistening, his breathing laboured. I stood up on tiptoe and whispered, “I’m only going to tease you a little more, but I want you to see” taking. "But, baby--you're my daughter--"She reached over and whipped away the sheet. "And that thing is too beautiful to hide. I thought it would never fit into my little box, but I'm glad it did. It's a good thing I wasn't a cherry, though."He said, "I don't understand. Damnit, I drank too much tonight, and I'm still kind of fuzzy, but--why, baby? Why me?" Because you're big and beautiful and my daddy; because I love you more than I could ever love any other man. Because I want you to keep fucking me. My Dad let me borrow his old truck and some ladders so that I could earn money that summer painting houses. I had printed up some fliers to place in the neighbors' mailboxes indicating that I was available for both interior and exterior work. When I came home from this endeavor, as I got out of my car, I couldn't help but notice my next door neighbor weeding her garden. She was wearing cut off jeans with approximately a quarter of her magnificent ass cheeks exposed. I completely froze at this. With Jako now just standing there looking somewhat foolish, Ginger chimed in and said, “You heard he, go.” Jako turned and walked into the massive master bedroom and closed the door. It was obvious at this point Ginger had been planning this for quite some time. She had arranged for this fantastic suite, this massage therapist or whatever she was an from the way things were going, it was obvious that Ginger had established some rules. The only problem was that he had no idea what those rules.