”“Me too,” I admitted. We talked about trivial matters and then I let her go.I turned in early and after hours of staring at the wall, I finally... nodded off. Right away, I started awake from a dream of Jennie on all fours. I got up and went to shave and shower. I listened to the rasp of my razor over my skin and remembered how we used to talk in the morning while we shared the bathroom. There was no more sharing, no more talking, no more Jennie, not MY Jennie anyway. She was someone else’s. He fucked her slow and felt the juices in her pussy begin to flow again. A grin of triumph spread over his face. Tammy was just like Missy. They were both hot for cock. Tammy's pain-racked face changed to a mask of lust. "Ooooh, Daddy!" she wailed, feeling his cock begin to glide painlessly in and out of her pussy. "I like it. Oooooh, Daddy!" Missy creamed as she watched Tammy enjoy their father's prick. "Fuck him back, Tammy. Ride his cock." Tammy rocked on her hands and knees. The pleasure in. "I feel that big cock, can you feel my pussy? It's wet as can be Jimmy. It's waiting for you." She lowered her lips to his ear and whispered "I get to fuck you now. I get to sink that monster in there, all the way to the bottom. Oh I love that cock, the stuff it shoots into me, how it fills me up. You like it too, huh lover." She lifted back up, and now his eyes met hers as she let her weight push onto the rod at her fuckhole. "Here it comes, Jimmy, my cunt around your huge prick. Ooooh."She. Knowing what one of her urgent needs would be I continued on to the kitchen.I was opening cans when she appeared and stumbled into the washroom. I was cutting carrots into small chunks when she reappeared shuffling her steps to her bedroom. I poured a cup of coffee and fixed it the way she liked as she came zombie walking out of her room. At least she isn't naked, I thought with a mental sigh of relief. True, the open flannel shirt and panties with just the slightest hint of a camel-toe didn't.