.." Ken sighed, his hands moving to hurriedly rip at his belt and zipper. "Oh, Gwen... Gwen..." he moaned as he felt her hands join his in the frenzie... attempt to free his dick for both their pleasures. Both father and daughter struggled with his pants, succeeding in ripping both his jeans and shorts down to mid-thigh, and his hard cock flipped up and out, bobbing in the air, the strange half-light of the movie screen gleaming on a gooey-white line of juice oozing down the long shaft from the. " Like where?" Brenda said. She was feeling the alcohol and her fingers gripped his thigh as she tried to steady herself."Well... What about a hotel?"Brenda giggled. "That means hanky-panky."He giggled back at her. "I certainly hope so."She left the cocktail lounge hanging on his arm.The fresh air outside cleared her head a bit and she deliberately leaned her body against his as they walked to her car. He said he had his car in a mechanic's place, but she thought maybe he was worried she would. I admitted that we were not biologically related and that we “expanded” our sibling love to include much more affection than is normally appropriate. Shelly was “weirded out” to use her term, but thought she could handle it. But then I had to open my big mouth and bring up Cindy’s assumed role as my servant. And that did not go over so well. I wasn’t able to explain it, Cindy didn’t care what Shelly thought, and Shelly thought we were beyond perverted and just wanted to get away from. I found it very exciting.I began to think the best thing I had ever done was tell him about my after-gym habit of being naked under the blue dress. It had done wonders for our sex life, making him nearly constantly ready.One morning, as I left the gym, my cell rang. I answered, noting the caller was Andrew. I found that odd. It was very early in the morning and he usually waited for me at home, preferring to stay there as long as possible."Good morning, sweet man," I purred, mellow from my.