"I brought the fabric to my nose and immediately smelled the unmistakable scent of my daughter's sweet pussy. I inhaled the musky aroma and fought the...urge to put my tongue out and taste them.I looked at her, "Did you cum in these, baby?"She nodded and smiled as she stared into my eyes."They smell wonderful," I said.Brenda unzipped my pants quietly and pulled my hard cock out. She stroked it and looked at me. She licked her lips and said, "I want it in my mouth now." Here?" I asked. .." She said, a look of lust in her eyes.I didn't hesitate. My cock wasn't fully hard, but I didn't care. It would be soon. I positioned my semi-flaccid dick against her opening and the slight touch made her gasp. I pushed softly into her pussy and heard a moan escape Amelia's lips. I pushed harder into her tight pussy. It was tightest one I'd felt so far. "Fuck, Amelia, I feel bad for all of the guys who didn't get to have this..."She was moaning loudly now. "Fuck them," she said between. " You could see his happiness as he giggled at the nickname he used for his sister.He opened the card and wrote "Happy Valintine Day" again. He kept thinking that Valintine didn't look right but it was already written, twice, so it would have to do. He picked up another cutout heart and slid it in the homemade card and patted it as if to say, "Done."Very carefully the little boy began writing on the other cutout hearts. In small letters, he used the crayons to write, "Be Mine," "My Valintine,". ‘I’ve got it under control.’ Brent said inhaling and holding it in while passing it back to Sybil. ‘Hurry up you two, I’m getting cold.’ Lydia announced. ‘I’m going to head inside.’ ‘Sure thing.’ Brent said just as Lydia went in and shut the door behind her. They finished the joint and then Sybil took the roach and pushed it into Lydia’s flowerbox. ‘It’ll make them grow better.’ She said and both started giggling and continued until they were seated in the living room. There glasses were.