She bit her lip, then agreed. “I want to be a little slutty, but be nice.” “Don’t worry if you are willing you will enjoy it.” I asked her t... park her car next to my bike in the far corner of the lot under the big shade tree. Her car would block any view from the coffee shop. We were well back from the road for any unwanted looks.I followed her out, taking a good look at her excellent ass and shapely legs. “Damn, is this really happening?” I thought.She parked her car in the perfect spot,. "You give me a kiss and we fall asleep. The morning comes and I get up and shower and see the dried come on my face. We go about our normal chores and around 11 you say "Oh shit, I have to get ready, I'm gonna be late." Late for what?" I ask."I told you last night, John asked me to take him sightseeing today. It's his last day in town, I couldn't say no. I have to be a good hostess, he'd do the same for me if I was in California," you innocently add."Again?" I ask."Honey, come on, we've known. I could even see her pink areolas through the shirt. Her panties clung to her labia and displayed her slit quite distinctly. I was semi-hard almost all morning but Kim almost never looked at me or said anything. This was not unusual because we never had a really close brother-sister relationship and we didn’t seem to have any common interests. About an hour after Kim went to her room, I pretended I had to go to the bathroom and when I walked by her room, the door was only open just a. He handed his naughty daughter the popsicle.“Ooooh, I love daddy-sicles!” Samantha cooed. Chad looked at her sternly, trying to warn her not to go so far with her naughty talk. He looked at his wife; her back was turned to the two of them, oblivious to their actions. Samantha removed the wrapper and began to lick the treat just like she licked her father’s cock the night before. Chad watched as his daughter engulfed the long, hard, sticky treat with her mouth, plunging it in and out slowly,.