I rose, took her in my arms and hugged her warmly. She was and always would be my touchstone. Wait, what was this? I sensed a deep desire in her and I...suddenly realized I had been ignoring her. Sure I was paying attention to her but only with those things that I needed her help to sort out. Mom wanted me and I suddenly flashed back on the party and my fleeting fantasy about being inside the pussy I came from. Our desires were in tune. I kissed her gently at first waiting for a response and her. I couldn’t help but smile back. I stood across from her, with my friend next here and her friend next to me. I did my best not to stare at her, but she was so sexy, she was slender and tall, with what looked to be C cups breasts, her cleavage was on display thanks to a skimpy tank top. Her long legs hidden by a pair of tight jeans. Her skin was smooth and the perfect blend of white and tanned. She had big blue eyes and a breathtaking smile, with perfectly shaped lips. I was fairly tipsy at this. He seemed surprised to see me.“We need to talk, Slick,” I said.“What’s your problem, man?” he asked harshly, no trace of a French accent in his voice, as he jerked his arm away from my grip.“Problem?” I asked, “No problem. Not yet, anyway. Let’s have a quick chat.”He glanced inside then stepped back. I indicated a patio table and pulled out a chair for him. “Sit. This won’t take long; then you can go back to what you were doing.”Reluctantly, he sat. “It’s your home, and I am your guest,” he. Daddy won't mind, I'm sure. In fact, as long as I let him pump me full of his seed whenever he feels the need, I think he'll be a push-over for anything I want.What I want is a baby, of course. My boobs have grown in the past year, my hips have widened, so I now have a proper womanly shape, a body designed to nurture a baby. What's missing from my 'ensemble', and slightly annoying, is that my periods haven't started. I'd thought they might have by now – especially since Daddy fucked me for the.