My panties got very wet with my pussy juice and slid easily over my hungry lips. I moaned and rubbed my nipples on hard, cold counter. "When was the l...st time you fingered yourself?" He insisted."Last night." I confessed while he pushed my panties aside and ran his fingers through my juices, stopping at my clit and rubbing it gently."You're soaking wet. How'd you get so wet, baby girl?" You touching me, Daddy." I knew calling him Daddy would really turn him on and I was very right. He loved the. "It sounds like a great idea." Mom said.My jaw dropped. Our mother had just given her approval for us to keep fucking unprotected and to keep trying for a child. I mean sure she had kids by her own brother, but to try for it openly seemed like an entire different ball park all together."Actually, I plan to get in on it." Mom continued. "Between you and your father this weekend I expect to get knocked up at some point."I don't think my jaw could drop any lower. Just hearing my mother say that to. Break it off ... confront her ... what if the call was a fake, someone just trying to make trouble ... but the call came from her phone. Thought after thought flashed through his mind. Should he still go to O'Hare to meet her?Bill returned to his office but absolutely nothing got done. Around eleven Bill's boss, Mr. Anderson poked his head in through the door. "Hey Bill," he said with a smile, "don't forget to pick up your sweet heart today." I won't Mr. Anderson, thanks." Yeah, he thought, I. The other young man sitting beside Soapy jumped to his feet.“Set your ass down, boy! I’ll shoot you right between your damned eyes,” Eli growled at him.“Where you out of, boy? I don’t remember seeing you around here before,” Eli asked when the boy slowly sat back down.“I’m from down in Mississippi. Turkey and Soapy are my uncles.”“What’s your name and what are you doing here in Tulsa?”“My name’s Seth Turk. My cousin Buck sent word for me to come up here and help with some things that they had.