My nipples tingled, this naughty thrill dancing through me. I resisted the urge to giggle. I felt so wicked right now. I leaned in and gave my dad a q...ick kiss on the lips.“I’m so sorry, Daddy,” I purred. “Do you forgive me?”“Yeah,” he said, with a throaty strain in his voice. He looked stunned. Like someone had just walked up and cold-cocked him in the side of the head.I wiggled, feeling naughty as I pressed my new panties into his crotch. I could feel the words on the rump almost burning me. My first look convinced me Jennyhad chickened out. Ugly cheap blue jeans, a flannel shirt and a bulky sweater, no makeup, her hair, combed, was the nicest thing you could say about it.Jenny stood in front of me in the doorway, "Can I come in?"Oh I though we'd kiss..." Jenn, I'm not back from the war, let me in, close the door and we'll kiss, OK" Oh shit, there went her eyes getting filled with almost tears. "Come on honey, let me take off my coat and then we can spend some time getting to. I stepped back, dragging a rope of cum with my half-erect penis. Cum was dripping from her cunt down to her ass and then to the bed, there was a huge, dark, wet spot running down the end of the bed and forming a puddle on the sheets. It sparkled in the light from the lamp. She was lying on her back with her knees in her air. "Get a nice close-up shot of that well fucked pussy with my sperm dripping out of it and get a shot of my cock here next to her pussy, the smoking gun," I told. I know it is..." "And, you're sure that you're okay with all of this, Kell? I mean, are you going to be okay with it if I'm not able to take care of those carnal needs of yours, whenever you're operating as a girl?" "Well, of course I am. Trust me. I'll be just fine with it. "My only concern is: are you going to be able to handle me being both your husband, and your girlfriend?" "I most certainly am. "Are you sure?" "Oh, yeah. I'm sure. "Fact is: I'm surer than sure." "Good. I'm glad to.