‘I wondered whether you could take care of him while I’m with Mike. Mind he’s quite a handful, but you don’t have to.’ She laughed, ‘Oh, I...certainly will.’ Then seriously, ‘Are you sure Jo, really sure?’ ‘Lena, I’m as sure about this as I am about marrying him. Can you believe he asked me. Isn’t he something else, just like his father. Lena we are so lucky. To have two men like these who love us. Oh I know they get all the sex they can handle but they think of us, even Guy is like his father.. Still my daughter-slut. She had programmed herself to be that and was so happy.“Mmm, you’re looking hot, Daddy,” moaned June. Her small breasts had swollen up to a pair of plump tits. Both our daughters were bigger than their mother now. Though Kimmie, lying on the bed on her side with a pillow between her legs, was pregnant, her tits had hardly changed size at all.“Do you need your dick sucked, Daddy?” June asked. She sank, carefully, down to her knees before me. She grabbed my cock thrusting. She shucks off her skirt and puts it on the bed and then undresses. She walks into the bathroom and searches around until she locates a washer and dryer discretely tucked away behind a wall panel. She drops the blouse and bra into soak and throws her tattered, cum-stained panties and laddered stockings into a bin.She looks at herself in the mirror. Her makeup is smudged and she has dried semen on her face and in her hair. She pulls off the wig and scrubs her face using the makeup remover and. With that,I dropped off to sleep again. But during the next hour orso, I somehow turned over and my hand cupped one of herfull globes. I didn't realize that it wasn't my wife,especially since Sue had on the same kind of shortienightie my wife wears, so when I dropped my hand down tothe bottom of the gown and lifted it, I still didn'trealize that the bare tit I was fondling wasn't my wife's. I began to get hard and with my free hand I felt forthe pussy I was.