"You really think this is such a goodidea, Mom. I would hate to ruin Jenny after all these years.",I said, running my hands under my mother's ass and...cupping thecheeks as I plowed into her cunt. "It'll be fine. I should know. There's something I haven'ttold you." I was curious. "What is it, Ma?" She caressed my face. "My late husband, your late father, Godrest his soul, was really my father." "Oh, Mom, why didn't you tell me? This is great. I'm andi****t love c***d,. Her clothes were completely sodden."You must have got to have some dry clothes; and have a hot bath; otherwise you will catch a chill. I will see what I can find for you." Frank told her concerned at her condition. Going to his bedroom, he found some track suit trousers, a white sweater and a pair of slippers. They would be far too large, but they would have to do. That was all he had. He took Jill to the bathroom, ran a bath for her and gave her some more towels. He told her."Take your time. He asked me when he could give me another. I told him that he would know, when the time was right. The rest of the evening, I purposely wore some short shorts, that show my ass off. His eyes never left my body all evening. Just before bed, he was watching the game on TV. I stood in front of him, blocking the TV. He asked me to move out of the way. I pointed at my crotch and asked him if he really wanted me to move. Like a flash, my shorts were at my ankles. Steve's mouth was working its magic. Sarah and he finished the day by walking through the market. They didn’t see O’Reilly, but his two favorite daughters seemed to be doing well selling their flowers and sweets. Clara was sitting at the side of the cart reading a paper back book of some type. She snapped her head up while he was staring at her. Their eyes met and neither of them looked away. Under normal circumstances, one or the other would advert their eyes, but not this time. She stood up and started towards him just as Sarah.