Its Saturday afternoon. I was hoping that you would meet me…’ Ana hit the sequence to erase. Next Message. ‘Ana, hi. It’s Greg. It’s about�...� six on Saturday. Where are you? I drove by and knocked. I’ve been calling your cell, too. Ana, I’m getting worried…..’ She erased it too. Next message. ‘Ana’ Greg’s voice again. ‘it’s after eleven on Saturday. I just stopped by….’ Erase. Next Message. ‘Ana.’ Thankfully, a female voice. ‘Its Vern. Sunday morning, and I need to tell you we had a wonderful. "Get out of here, you two—go practice ... SINGING!" she chuckled.Just as we were about to leave the kitchen she added, "Keep to your rooms to do any of that, OK?"Together we said, "OK, Mom."We went to go listen to music together in my room, turning on the radio. The song that came on was Marvin Gaye's "Sexual Healing."We'd heard it before, but listened closer—for singing purposes. We started to move to it as well."Oh, baby now let's get down tonightOoh baby, I'm hot just like an ovenI need some. "Good morning princess."Reaching out to find my nipples, you tug and pull them, twisting them in between your thumb and forefinger."Be a good little cumslut and spread your legs."You've turned me onto my back, and now you are laying on top of me, your lips kissing my breasts making a trail to each one of my nipples taking your time to suckle on each.Feeling your very hard cock rubbing between my legs, up and down my slit, my pussy wet and ready for you, my moans telling you how much I want to. Personally I’ve been having fun walking her around the neighbood in a bikini on a leash. I always love the look on peoples’ faces when I pinch her nipple or smack her ass and tell her to keep up with Daddy. The only thing worse in my life than not seeing a deep blush and tears on Michelle’s face, is the fact that I only have one stepdaughter to play with. Luckily we’ve hired a new babysitter. She goes to the local community college and was very interested in taking the job. Not only.