By that time she was out of the pool and drying off. I was kind of disappointed and wanted to feel her kiss again. Only seconds later she made a mad d...sh into the house, upstairs and slammed the door of her bedroom.I got out of the pool, dried myself off and headed up to Jen's room. The door was locked so I knocked."Jen, can I come in?"No answer but I think I heard her sobbing."Jen please let me in." Go away." Come on sis, let me in please."I stood there for a full minute until she unlocked the. Dad you’re not just saying that? You really mean it.”Tom turned her around, standing behind her looking in the mirror. “Jill, let’s say I’m Becca, standing behind you naked.”“But she doesn’t have a cock.” she smiled“Focus, now, would you want her to reach around and began to unbutton your blouse?”Jill just stared at the reflection, trying to imagine it was Becca standing behind her. She could see the hands coming around and undoing the buttonsTom untied the bottom and undid the buttons, opened. I would sit by the pool with them chatting about stupid shit and find myself lost in a dream of playing with Barb’s perfect ass.That’s when my trouble would start. Tricia would notice my trunks start to bulge and laugh at me for it.Bren would make an off-hand comment about “boys” and Barb would laugh at me over it and bounce into the pool…showing off her ass, which is what got me in trouble with them to start with!Try as I might, I could get nowhere with any of them. They were all in their. Molly Sue said, “Your finger felt really good but how about something bigger?” Then Molly Sue grabbed my crotch.Was she asking me to fuck her? Yes she was. Should I fuck my own daughter? Why not! I couldn’t possibly get her pregnant and she was obviously asking for it. As my mind was in turmoil over the pros and cons of fucking my teenage daughter, she was dropping my pants and my underwear to my ankles and sucking on my cock. Molly Sue really didn’t have to suck on it because it was already.