But Muriel`s face was smiling reassuringly, and so she nodded , not sure where this was going, sensing the younger woman unease Muriel said in a softe... voice, “tell me all about it Mary, I want to know the details, when did it start with your dad then?” She passed the maid a coffee, something that was normally not on her menu, most working folk by this time drank, tea milk home-made wine or beer, but she took it rather than cause a fuss. Then she began to tell her employer details of her old. But he has Down syndrome, so even though he's 18 -- an adult in the world's terms -- he's like a younger boy. In some ways, like a much younger boy, mentally, trapped in a man's body. Sure, it was hard on us at first, when we found out, but life goes on, and so does Corky.Like a man, he has urges. Like a boy, he has curiosity. I guess that's why I wasn't surprised when Paige -- that's my husband's girl -- and then Becca, our younger daughter, both came to me complaining that they suspected. I drew my self up, kneeling in tub… to watch his expressions… he was looking back at me with a smile… A stubborn smile! For a moment I kept looking… even after all this time of being together his expressiveness was still giving me amazement. I held his face between my palms and pushed him down kissing him long and intense. The water level was rising but lips were intertwined in a lustful passion. I didn’t care about rising water, nor did him… but till the time the level went above his head. As. Shutting the fridge door resting her head against it as she starts to find a rhythm fucking herself back again and again onto her fathers meaty cock getting wetter at every thrust as she can feel the juices running down her leg loving the sensation of her daddy being the one inside her. "Hold still baby" she hears her fathers command as she stops dead in her tracks cock half way inside her as her father takes her hand off his chest and onto the fridge letting her support herself against it as.