We’d openly declared our love for her at the party. Now it was nearly midnight and Lissa finally released my lips long enough for Melody to capture ...hem.“How about a birthday blow-job?” Melody asked as she began crawling down my body, kissing every inch of my skin that she came to. Lissa quickly reversed the flow and started at my hip kissing her way back up. When they met in the middle, they paused to thoroughly kiss each other and then Melody continued her journey toward my cock and Lissa. In response, she brought her hand up to my chest and ran it through the little bit of chest hair that I could boast.The act seemed very intimate... more intimate than my adolescent hormones could deal with, in fact. The towel in my lap start to rise.I pushed Kit away abruptly, embarassed all over again. Apparently she didn't realize what she was doing to me and looked at me, hurt and confusion apparent on her face. "Ummm, Sissy, what did you want to talk about?" I said, trying to draw her onto. The look of utter hopelessness in her eyes when I pumped my filthy load into her throat was positively intoxicating!Doing my daughters was even better. My first daughter, Becky, was 18 years old. Valerie, my second, was younger. Take a guess---take a wiiiiiiid guess---which one my pervert ass went after first?Val seemed prepared for my first night in her bed. When I entered her room, she was already nude, laying on her back, legs spread wide for Daddy. I made her close them for the moment, so I. We had breakfast with Momma and Poppa. Poppa reminded us to report in frequently. Preservation was going to an hourly HF listening watch on 3.970 on the hour and 7.185 on the half hour. It might not be at their house but Momma and Poppa would never be far with the two-meter repeaters.We rode over to I-85 and headed north to Atlanta. This time, we went through Atlanta and had no problems. Since we had just cleaned out the Triple-A menace a few months ago, there hadn't been anyone to come in and.