" she moaned "Daddy, I am still hungry for cum. Do you have any more you can give me?" I think so baby." I said as I pulled off my khakis shorts and g...t on my knees to her left, at face level.She turned her head and reached up with her hands to caress my soft member. She did not waste any time in getting my cock growing in her mouth. I looked down to see my daughter with her mouth firmly around my cock, her eyes closed and her blonde hair flowing over her cheeks. I reached down to brush her. "Mmmmmm..."This was just WRONG! My little head was in charge, which meant that I was looking at jail time, at least! "It hasn't been forty-five minutes!" I croaked."If I was a hooker, I'd be wanting to get down to business. Time is money!" The hooker idea has ... flaws..." Remembering what they were was getting to be impossible..."It's last-ditch, remember? The cops have to show in the first place. And they won't." She licked and sucked and made the most amazing wet noises -- but the touch. She said nothing; her eyes were cast across the room, watching the bartender as he prepared her drink.They were served, and Susan took a healthy slug from her glass. Before the liquor could possibly have had any real effect, she visibly relaxed, arranged herself in the far inside corner of the large booth, and waited for it to do its work."O.K.," she said, finally. "Last Friday - 'week ago Friday -- Emma and I were having lunch near here, outside, right across the street -- there." She gestured. From now on, I'm watching my diet. I don't want to be a repeat offender in the fat spa." She did a nice theatrical job in telling, finally causing everyone to laugh.By the end of dinner, every person seemed in a good mood, although some were more reluctant to tell stories. I knew Melanie had some good trailer park stories, but she probably decided they were best told at the pool. I noticed something else in the group. After Deborah andDad left, when we were all here together, we didn't have an.