I pulled the pillow to my face, and could still catch the scent of her hair. I knew the sheets had not been changed in too long, much too long. Like e...ery morning though, I left them where they were as a reminder of her. I wandered into the kitchen to begin the morning ritual of water, basket, filter, grounds and power that resulted in the coffee that was my life’s blood. The coffee maker did not want to work until I hit it on the side a half dozen times, and once again I wondered what made me. Messner's lollipop and pulled him to the blanket where Pop was sitting watching. Then she pushed him down so that he was facing Pop and made him lie back on the floor. Before he quite realized what was happening she was straddling the candy salesman, her back to his head, letting her pussy sink down onto his hard cock, just as she had on Pop's only moments before. "Oh my, yes! I just love your lollipop in my honeypot! Now all I need is your big cigar, Mr. Harrison." Harrison tried to. He stood behind Mary smiling down at Molly.?Touch her,? he said with an over-powering tone. The way he said it sort ofaroused Mary, which caused her nipples to harden. Frank reached over hershoulders and rubbed her pink nipples between his fingers. ?You like the sightof seeing your sister naked, don?t you, slut?? ?Yes daddy.? There was something about the way Frank talkedto Mary that could make her do anything that he wanted. ?I want you to feel her pussy.? She reached out and slid one finger. The arrangement had gone on for many years until dad got sick. At first they just screwed each other on “dates” where they’d pretend to be other people, but then each met other partners who usually became long term lovers. They didn’t do threesomes or swapping but Mom said that sometimes she would even have more than one lover on a given day. Answering my concern, she stated emphatically that the extra sex with others only increased her desire for, and enjoyment of, sex with my father.I told.