There are things I do and there are things Daddy does. From the time I was big enough to reach the stove, I started making the kitchen my domain. When...I was cooking, I was cooking. We had plenty of time to talk when we sat at the table together and ate what I cooked. It wasn't that he wasn't welcome in my kitchen, it was more like he didn't belong. Just like I didn't belong in his operating room.It was something that just kind of evolved. I think the fact that I messed up what I was making a. I almost had an orgasm watching her squirm, and hearing those moans. I placed two fingers in her hot pink pussy and began to move my hand in and out of her soaking wet cunt. As I finger fucked her I saw out of the corner of my eye, her vibrating back massager sitting on her dresser. I pulled my fingers out and licked them clean. I leaned over and grabbed the massager and turned it on then back off again. She was looking me in the eye, but at this point she couldn't really speak, she was. "I need to shower," I said and headed to my room.The only idea I had why Tiffany invited me over for dinner was she was a crazy girl, but I didn't want to say that and I simply wanted to end the conversation. Mom had no idea how disdainful it was to insinuate that I would date a royal princess like Tiffany.As I showered I got into a darker and darker funk. Tiffany's Dad was undoubtedly the reason I was stuck coaching these girls. I didn't hate the girls as much today as I did on Monday, but if. Vivian immediately lowered herself and continued our genital rubbing. I reached up to stroke her lovely hard nipples. I couldn't hold back any longer and started cumming with powerful spurts. That excited Vivian and she came, too. Aunt Vivian then wiped my semen up with a tissue and lay down beside me.We soon fell asleep. The next morning, I awoke cuddled against my nude aunt. She had covered us during the night. I began caressing her breasts. Soon her nipples grew, but she woke up and said she.