I figured she was again to shy to so I gently grabbed her hand placing it on my cock over my jeans.She moaned gripping it tightly and began rubbing it... Amber continued rubbing it until it throbbed pressing against my jeans. I reached down undoing the button and then unzipped them providing some relief when she reached into my boxers and pulled it out. She started stroking it while cupping my balls with her hand when she quickly stood up grabbing a pillow from the couch and threw it to the floor. "You really shouldn't talk about your mother like that." Stop defending her, Daddy. She's not good enough for you. You deserve someone so much better. I know she's my mom, but she’s not a nice person. I'm so happy I got to live with you. I can't imagine my world without you in it."Considering the fact that I tried to have sex with my own daughter, this is such a beautiful moment."Oh, Baby, that's so sweet."Sofia is crying, so I offer her my open arms for a cuddle. She puts her head on my chest. I know that holding it in and not coming to terms could blow us apart. I don’t want that.” Chloe said. “Neither of us do and we’re sure you don’t want it either.”“What is going on here?” Elyssa asked.“You don’t remember?” I asked.“Remember what?” She asked.“Eight years ago, Sherley and I talked you to into fucking Josh. We threatened him into his part. Just because we wanted to see what it looked like. Or least that was our excuse.” Chloe explained.“Yeah, I remember that. That was pretty fucked. Somehow it's always more innocent and exciting being chased than chasing. It would also make it simpler to explain to Carl, if it ever came down to that."I ... I think I could tolerate that," was Ann's nervous reply as she carefully folded the typewriter cover and drew open the bottom drawer of her gray metal desk that housed everything that could not fit on her crowded desk."Are you sure?" George softly questioned, gazing up at her with deep, dark eyes, the trace of a smile flickering about.