"i do," I said "I thought you'd be pleased if I did it and anyway Icouldn't get out of it," which was closer to the truth than she couldhave imagined....he smiled, she smiled at me for the first time in weeks."Well thanks anyway, at least it keeps her happy and off my back for achange.."Then she frowned, shaking her finger in a serious warning."So you had better do a good job for her, hadn't you?"With that she picked up the laptop from the hall table and headed up tothe bedroom.I got my drink, I. There was no changing room and I was not about to purchase anything without her trying it on.At home we had a pretty open relationship for a father and a daughter. With only one bathroom we had long ago giving up any notion of privacy. If I were shaving she would come in and sit on the toilet. If she were showering I would go in and sit on the toilet. I saw her almost every morning in her bra and panties, then almost every night holding a small towel up to her naked body coming out of the. My sister quickly took me to her room, stuffed me in the shower, andinsisted that I wash up. Then, when I was done, she gave me one of her robesto put on. Somehow, it seemed appropriate. Then she asked me to tell her whyI wanted to kill myself. I resisted, but Ellen and I were always close, andshe finally managed to get me started. Then it was like rainfall as my wordspoured out. Every torment, each poke at my masculinity, the constantteasing, then, finally, I told her what had happened, how I. "I can't believe you. You make love like an experienced man of thirty."Sucking one of her nipples into his mouth, he fucked his middle finger up into the juicy hotness of her slippery wet cunt. While he nibbled lightly on her hard nipple, his finger teased her stiff cunt until Lois was almost out of her mind with uncontrollable passion."Oh, sweet fuckin' shit!" she moaned. "Fuck me, baby! For God's sake, fuck me!" Get on your knees," he panted, unable to wait to fuck his hard cock into her.