Would she be embarrassed? Upset? Or would she want it too? He tried to force the last thought from his mind. Delores had guessed the truth when he got... hard thinking about Mabel that way but he felt guilty about it. It wouldn't be right for him to fuck his own daughter would it? But what if she wanted him to? Would it be OK then? He fondled his wife's breasts, trying to push the image of his daughter's firm, nubile body from his mind.Why was the bed moving? Mabel came slowly awake to the sound. The men outside were laughing now and talking about pictures. As they described them, I could tell they were looking at lingerie photos Tiffany had taken of me! "Nice thighs." "Look at those ass cheeks." "She's taking that whole thing up her arse." They were either complimenting or insulting me, I wasn't sure from their tone of voice. It didn't matter though, my focus was on the cock that kept sliding in and out of my mouth with random, unpredictable abandon. I kept trying to circle the head. So on the night in question i got her bag she had packed put it in the car and went to pick her up from work,i arrived about 10 mins early so whilst sitting in the car park i peeked in her bag WOW she was really up for it . She had packed see through knickers and a little black nightie see through of course,and two of her rabbits.Just seeing these and the thought of someone else watching her use them gave me a huge hard on. I texted Andy to let him know what she had packed and told him i would. No matter, I said to myself.Since she was already pretty blitzed, I poured a VERY weak drink for her - a stronger one for me. I handed her a glass and we toasted to my chivalry. There she sat, legs crossed on my bed. She wore some very short knit shorts and a blouse with only one button fastened. The blouse was white in color, and I noticed she had exceptionally dark nipples and aereolae. The fastened button was down by her navel, so more than a generous amount of breast was showing.We.