I had replied that I was a Seal, and that I took care of Uncle Sam’s interests around the globe. She was asked why I was working for a grocery store... I had said that I wanted to just keep busy. She followed me into the kitchen, where I began to season the steaks. Then I grabbed two potatoes, wrapped them in foil, and walked out to place them on the grill. I said dinner should be ready in about 50 minutes. She asked if I would like a salad to go with dinner, and I said, ‘Sure that would be. Ha. Sorry I forgot to bring it back, Heather texted.No worries. Got it. Showering and heading to work, I replied.I got into the shower and steadied myself, putting both hands against the wall under the warm spray. I want to have sex with my daughter. We both want it, I reasoned. But I'm the grown-up here. I'm the one who has to put a stop to this before I ruin my relationship with her, the logical part of my brain argued. You can play with Heather, but you can't fuck her. This is getting out of. After we finished our pizza we sat down at the computer and pulled up the porn sites we had watched before. We stripped to our underwear and sat there watching and rubbing ourselves.I reached over and felt Taylor’s dick. He shivered and watched my hand as I felt him. I told him it felt just like holding my own. He laughed and reached over and grabbed mine and told me that my hand felt different than his for sure. And as soon as I felt his hand wrapped around my dick I knew exactly what he. Her mum had already gone downstairs and Melanie followed with an increasing concern about the pain she would soon have to endure, although fully accepting it was her own fault. She got to the dining room and saw her mum was already seated on the normal dining chair she used for spanking and which was turned in to the room. It was then that she saw Jenny, the step-mum of her own best friend, Emma, and they had the same spanking regime at their house.“Hullo, Jenny,” Melanie said, biting her lips.