"No, thanks," Bill said.She reached over and put her hand on top of his. Hers was long with painted fingernails, his was grimy from work.Veronica lean...d back in her chair and crossed her long slim legs. Things were kind of slow so she decided to talk with the troubled guy."What's the matter?" she wanted to know.Bill passed a hand through his thick hair and sighed, "My sister is staying with us for a couple of weeks." Oh, family problems," Veronica said. "Is she a bitch or something?"Bill. And your ... well I better stop there I guess.”“What were you going to say, please tell me, I want to know.”“Well, your butt is so sexy and I love your big - I mean your - well you know, your...”“My titties?”“Well, yes. Let’s go get a Coke Mary Ellen, I’m sweating.”“I’m glad you like me Joe Don, you’re the nicest boy I’ve ever met and the best looking too. I’m glad you like my titties. I love them, too. All the girls back home were jealous of me because mine were so big. When we had gym, theirs. It was a little strange to me since it seemed they should all fell the same when we were doing it, but they didn't. They each had their own way of shaking their asses with my dick up them and even though they were all wonderful they were all different. I guess it was true. Variety was the spice of life.They'd put me through my paces last night and I never even wiggled when they got out of bed, dressed, and left the next morning. It was the smell of bacon frying that finally got my attention and. They both were surprised and neither moved. She should have retreated from the room and he should have covered up but they both just stared at each other. Bart looked directly into his little girl's eyes as she stared, mesmerized by what her father was doing, watching how his hand held his rock hard member.She asked him what he was doing and Bart answered honestly. "I'm masturbating Sweetie. I get erections and since your mother passed I have to take care of it myself or it will hurt bad."Katie.