Why should we start stockpiling dish detergent? Yes, maybe in fifty years, if nothing happens—and it will happen, I promise you—in fifty years the...e could be a shortage of people working in the detergent factories. But we won’t have that many dishes to wash, either.Go out and buy stocks. It’s a good time to get in on the ground floor.There was more, of course. He was calling for funding of another new agency focused on getting women pregnant through in vitro fertilization. The agency was to be. His eyes almost bulged out of his head when he saw how I was dressed and he knew what I needed. He picked me up and carried me back upstairs to the bedroom where he undressed and we laid down on the bed. The next hour was spent having some wild sex before we finally took a break. That’s when I told Ed about Ginny inviting us over to their house this weekend for a party. We talked it over and agreed that it might be fun and that we should go. After our talk I noticed that Ed was hard again and I. " I cuddled against him. He kissed the top of my head."I miss fucking you Laney. I miss your touch. I am a sexual man and I have needs. I know it's childish. I need to be with you." I know Daddy, but what if Grandma and Grandpa found out?"I don't know if it was the beer that made him bold but he whispered, "Show me that pretty pussy Laney."I started to protest, and shook my head. I was nervous about being caught.He was fumbling with the hem of my nightie and grabbing roughly at my panties. Still sporting her pigtails, with the dress riding up her waist, her pussy again fully exposed, she removed both boots. She was still wearing her thigh highs, now scrunched up a little from the removal of the boots. She stood and took off her dress, pulling it over her head and exposing those sweet little tits, her round hips, and her slim waist all at once. I snapped a couple of shots that have always been my favorites of my tiny little cousin. While Johanna and I watched, Stephanie lay back.