She looked up at me with those big brown eyes. Smiled. “Our daughter says to sit in your lap.”“Our daughter is crazy.”“Not crazy, Dad. Happy.... It’s all clear to me now. How long have you loved each other? I know Haley didn’t walk in here on her birthday and say “I love you, let’s get married” an’ you said “Sure! Great idea!”Haley looked at me, smiled, then looked at Deena. “Your dad’s sort of been my best friend ever since he moved into this house. It’s just inevitable. We sort of talked about. I massage your balls in between my fingers as I use my tongue to trace the underside of your manhood from base to tip, stopping right before the head to press slightly harder knowing that this is a sweet spot for most men. You are no exception as a loud groan escapes your throat. You lean back, pushing your lower body towards me. Your fingers claw at the mattress for something to hold onto against the white of your knuckles. I sit up, legs curled underneath me, then reach out for you hand. I. He had discovered her sexy little secret just after they started foreplay and he had fucked her immediately, ripping off her dress and bra as he did so. The little string stayed on, exciting both of them. It had stayed on for their hotly immediate follow-up fuck as well. Not hidden by her little string was the ultra-thin line of dark hair she was currently keeping above her pussy. It was an eighth of an inch wide and two inches long. Em was seriously aroused by the time she had walked to. Karen was in the kitchen, pulling up the levers on several aluminum ice trays. A gallon of Southern Comfort and a six-pack of bottled 7-Up were on the kitchen table. How on earth did she score that? This was all a side of her that I did not know about at all."You know your brother will be home any time, right?" I asked."No, he won't," she replied, as she scooped the ice cubes into two tall pink plastic cups. "Don't worry." What makes you so sure?" I asked."I said don't worry about it!" She.