"My little teen-aged mum," she whispered in Emma's ear. "I think it's magic and so will Jo. Mum darling, I'm so, so happy for you both."Emma could not...bear to do it that night but the following morning, with the help of some soap, she transferred her wedding ring and was delighted to find that it fitted perfectly. She looked at the pale mark it had left on her left hand."The love I had for you will never die, Will my darling," she said softly. In that moment she realised that Will could only. Before I could say too much more, I was asleep.I was sitting at the kitchen table the next morning, nursing a terrific headache, when Mom came in."How do you feel?" she asked."Rotten," I said."Serves you right," she said. "You drank damn near my whole bottle."I glared at her. Whose idea was it to get me drunk? Then she grinned."You needed sleep. That was the fastest way."I nodded my appreciation and chanced a piece of toast.Yucch!I took another swallow of beer.Lisbeth joined us and Mom started. Stan thought, 'She has to be fast asleep or she would have reacted by now.' He had been prepared to act as if he had been asleep and had no idea where he was touching, if she complained. Now he savored the experience. He was actually holding his own daughter's breast. It was magic. His cock was as hard as it ever had been.Samantha's eyes had sprung open when her father first put his hand on her waist. She had started to react, but didn't exactly know how. Thus, her mind was racing and her. Also fuhr ich fort, mich weiter zu entkleiden. Dazu zog ich den Kittel von meinen Schultern und ließ ihn dann in aller Seelenruhe nach unten gleiten. Hervor kam neben dem BH-Verschluss und der weißen glänzenden Strumpfhose mit den Strapsen die Rückansicht von meinem Slip. Ein schmaler Stoffstreifen teilte meine prallen Arsch-backen und ließ so den Blick auf das gespannte Nylon zu. Ich hatte mich bewusst um-gedreht um ihm die Gelegenheit zu geben, sich in aller Ruhe alles anzuschauen. Dabei.