Her legs wrap around him. They make out all the way to his bedroom. He knows how beautiful his daughter is, and thinking about her with anyone else ma...es him… jealous. This fact can’t be a good thing.A dad’s responsibility is to make sure his daughter is taken care of. To know that someday she’ll start experimenting with boys, and it’s his job to make sure it doesn’t happen too soon. But, of course, a dad should always want his daughter to find love, someone to treat her right the rest of her. You'llsee!"Soon, the two new tots were sloppily gulping up spoonfuls of chocolateice cream, watched over by Maria. Pete, uncomfortable at seeing the bodyof Lori, operated by Judy so in charge, approached carefully. "When--when I was in the cat, I could only think like an animal. Even now, someinstincts seem to be lingering." Sitting next to her, he suddenly statedsniffing her hair. "Lor--Lori always smelled so nice." Suddenly hestarted nuzzling his head next to hers."Pete, what are you doing?". There I was, basically alone in the house where this hot mom lived. The idea popped into my head: I have to look at her panties. My heart began to race, and the adrenaline started to flow. I knew I had to be stealth. And I knew I just had to see that woman's underwear.So up I went, but slowly, quietly, methodically. I slowly closed the door to my friends room and made my way to his parents' maser bedroom. Standing there in front of a dresser, I remember being extremely excited.I opened a small. The first thing I notice is that the night has become chilly and that I feel pleasantly aroused.With a soft yawn I stretch my arms, tensing my body for a stretch.Relaxing in the short afterglow of a good stretch, I bury my head in my pillow again, listening to your breathing.You breath is short and shallow, a soft gasp breaks your rhythm and I feel your body twist a bit next to me.A quick glance at the alarm clock on the nightstand tells me it’s only been two hours since we had gone to bed.I.