Its a little hard for dads to take. You are a woman now." I said, "Daddy, you know I'll always be your girl" I hugged him close. He whispered to me so...tly, " I didn't get a dance Steph. " I went over to the sound system, and turned on a slow dance. I let him hold me close and we danced slowly. I put my head on his shoulder and pressed my young firm body against him. I turned my face to his neck and he could feel my breath on his neck. I felt him growing hard. His cock was swollen against my. These old folks depended on her and she wouldn’t let them down. It was too late not to let Christina down. And it wasn’t just the cake. It was after nine, and Joyce didn’t even have a tree yet. Well, she’d see about a tree on the way home to get whatever Ms. Barden needed for her cake. ‘What do you need, Ms. Barden? I’ll bring it to you if I can find it at home.’ ‘Flour and sugar mainly. And maybe a few eggs. Oh, and do you happen to have any vanilla?’ ‘I think I can rustle that up,’ Joyce. More than that, the hard wires that had reached into the back of Cupps’ display board from the circuit board withered and fell away like they had been burnt to ash. I tossed the circuit board off to the side, disposing of it.Someone called my name again, and I felt something - or someone - crash into me.I lost focus on Cupps’ emotional board and found myself lying back on the couch. Cupps crawled up along my body. Her expression was vastly different from the timid, little girl expression she. My mom and I almost looked like identical twins that day, even down to wearing the same sexy bikini swimsuit. Mom had just left to get more wine when John came into the house. Not knowing that my mother had left, he came up behind me thinking I was her. He proceeded to seduce and then fuck me while my dad was doing the same to his wife Kasey. It was so amazing what John had done to me thinking I was my mother. Then to top it off, Kasey started to lick my cum dripping pussy when my step-dad.