Sharonfelt a sharp stab of jealousy as she watched. Mom is mine, she thoughtfiercely. She offered her father her cheek, and then they were all threewa...king down the long corridor leading to the parking lots. "How was your trip, Bill?" asked Carolyn. Bill began prattling awayabout business, totally absorbed in recounting the dry details of hiswork. Carolyn slowed a step, and reached out behind her husband's back andheld out her graceful hand to her daughter. Sharon, who had been brooding. "Well it may not be filling to eat, but your cock does a good job of filling it!" she purred, kissing my cheek and then sitting down at the table. I went to the refrigerator and retrieved the pitcher of tea from the bottom shelf. Then I brought it to the table, filling each of our glasses and setting it down in the middle of the table. Looking across the table, I took in the sight of my Anne sitting there. She was dressed in a tiny little babydoll top and her tiny panties. She was dressed to. “Probably not, but you’re not gonna warm up for a while, either, unless we do something.”“Ok-k-k-kay, you have m-m-my attention. What does the Boy Scout manual s-s-s-say?”“Well, as long as you’re wearing wet clothes, they’re going to keep drawing heat from your body. That means you need to, uh, get them all off. You know, strip. Then you need to wrap up in something dry.”She leaned back and stared at me with this incredulous look on her face, and said, “Ok-k-kay, let me get this s-s-s-straight.. "Well, girls, I trust you've been hard at work. Let's see the results. Come on."Each of the guys turned their pads around 180 degrees and put them at the ends of the desk for Penelope to peruse. She first came to Todd's drawing. She looked it over and then looked at David who was still sporting an erection. She looked back at Todd's drawing and said, "Well, I can't say that your drawing is very neat, Tiffany. Clearly you haven't had a lot of art training in the past. However, you do have a.