"Since my accident, I have had to rely on passersby's to take our photos, and even have hired a photographer to go with us on vacations to take pictur...s of the family." He paused again, taking a deep breath before continuing. He turned one more page, and there were pictures of his wife and daughter wearing a collection of the smallest micro-bikini's I had ever seen. They were so small that there was no disguising their womanly features; breasts and nipples were clearly seen and the string. Just lie there with my cock inside you. Yes, that’s it,’ I hump forward and slowly, very slowly, slip my entire 6 inches into her as we held each other’s gaze. When I can’t go any farther she closed her eyes and moved her lips to my lips, her tongue out, searching for her daddy’s tongue. I answered with my own tongue. We opened our eyes and watched our tongues duelling. ‘Oh my god, honey I love fucking my little girl. Daddy’s going to fuck you a lot from now on.’ ‘Oh, yes, Daddy. I need you. I fed them into my mouth, licking the hard nubs with the full length of my tongue as Yael held my hair. Bit them gently until I heard her whimper, hips churning against my stomach.I pulled back for a moment, head propped up on one hand, gazing at her. Simply taking her in, lying back on the white coverlet of the bed, our bed, her dark eyes half-lidded with passion.“You’re so beautiful.”She smiled. “You are too.” Her fingers drifted over my chest. “Your skin, it’s like warm caramel. I could lick. “«Некультурный»!” I chuckled. “It means rude, uncultured, or uncouth.”“Which is a probably too mild to describe Zappa!” José replied. “He and George Carlin are both like that.”“Mike mentioned he had those George Carlin tapes, and he also had Steve Martin’s album, the one where he talks about his cat!”“Doesn’t Mike call Elizaveta ‘Kitten’?” Mark asked.Dale laughed hard, “And that ‘cat’ will absolutely be the best fuck he’s ever had!”Robby, Lee, José, and I all laughed hard.“I think I missed a.