”“Could you show me how you do that?”“Yes, but you need to come over to our house one night, when you get those condoms, so we can get naked w...th Jerry. I’d love to touch you all over while he’s fucking you.”“I want to touch you all over too ... OHHHhhh FUCKING YES! I love your hand on my pussy. I think I may be ... OH – OH – OH-MY-GOD. I just got my first come!”Just as I shot my cum, Sherry gathered Sharon’s skirt and covered my cock. I must have shot a cupful the way it felt. When she moved,. The next day was Saturday and Brad made a point of cornering his Dad. "Kelly told me what you've been doing to her." Oh yeah? What's it to you?" Well, if you don't stop hurting her, I'll make sure you wished you had." Yeah, well maybe you're getting too big for your britches." I may be, but I'm big enough now to find out. Besides, last night I fucked the Chief of Police's wife. She told me if I ever needed a favor to let her know. I've heard that some of the guys in state prison really like to. “Honey, I don’t think you had better do that any more.” My voice was shaky. I started to get an erection. Inside me I felt frustrated that my own daughter could not give me an innocent touch without I wanted to have sex with her.Then her next words made things worse. “I made it get hard again, didn’t I, Daddy?” “Jesus Christ! You have no idea what you are doing to me!” I raged. “Honey I want to…” I could not finish the sentence.“You want to have sex with me, don’t you Daddy?” she told me in a. I guess it was sort an ‘honor among thieves’ sort of thing, although we weren’t thieves in any sense of the word. We were simply ‘wholesalers of illicit commodities’. Granted, it doesn’t look that hot on a resume, but it sounds much better than ‘dope pusher’. It’s a matter of perspective. Marijuana wholesaling wasn’t an easy occupation. Sure, it had its perks, such as more or less working your own hours, and of course, there was a tendency to always have some reefer on hand, which was a luxury.