He could remember thenight well, and while it hadn't been traumatic, it had been a littlesurprising.Diana had been away on a business trip for the wee... that their Daughterturned thirteen. He was laying alone in the large bed of his Husband andmissing her. He hadn't been able to sleep because he was so use to havinghis Husband spooning around him and holding him tight in her strong arms.It had gotten to a point to where he'd thought that he wouldn't get tosleep that night.Then, to his surprise,. Something brushed my leg.I looked at my wife, and then my step-daughter. And then saw Katie smiling at me. I was shocked. She was always friendly, but had never given me an impression of anything more than that. Glancing at my wife and step-daughter again, fearful they would catch on to what she'd done, I saw nothing suspicious. And then, looking at Katie, felt her hand moving up my leg. Her smile growing wider.My wife, within five feet of me, my step-daughter within five feet in the other. She pushed her face down onto the carpet so that she could reach behind her and pull her ass cheeks apart for me.I stood there holding the bottle, stupidly staring at Jess’ ass along with our two guests. Jess cleared her throat very loudly.“Oh! Sorry!” I said as I dropped down to my knees between her legs. I flipped the lid of the bottle open and squirted a stream directly on Jess’ rosebud. The trickle ran down her ass towards the floor but I reached in and caught it with my index finger.Out of. I drank, we danced. Mostly slow dancing, tightly holding each other, I could feel her rapidly breathing occasionally as she shifted her body around and against my cock, pressing her tiny tits against me, snuggling close. It became late, we danced the night away in each others arms. "I think I'm going to bed," she declared yawning. "I'll join you in a bit, I'm going to have a nightcap drink," I kissed her and she left for the room. Briana was so tired from the day, she brushed her.