“I a-am already here! Doing w-whatever you want me to do! Letting you do what y-you want to me!” She sobbed, her face red, tears running down her ...heeks. I still couldn't understand what was happening. I had opened myself to her. I had said that I loved her, even though I knew I shouldn’t. I said it, putting everything at stake. I said it because it was the way we had agreed on. I’d have my way with her, then I’d be nice to her. Why the hell was she so distressed? “Why are you crying like this?. ” Laney lay back on the feather filled sling cushion and idly traced the Aztec pattern of the weave with a fingertip. She carelessly tossed the toga like wrap to one side and un-self conscientiously exposed her thighs. The fabric was diaphanous in any case and wouldn’t have hidden much, meant more for comfort a subliminal modesty wrap.“Not long now Hon.” Trisha, although she could not be seen through the two-way mirror shared Laney’s thrill of anticipation. Why they had chosen today for the. This girl’s back was pressed tightly against my chest while my hands played with the soft, feminine treasures adorning her body. One of my hands was cupping a well-rounded breast while the other was fondling a silky, smooth pussy.Here I was with my bathtub filled with hot water, me, and my naked sexy-soft daughter! Hell, the limp cock I’d had earlier was now just a memory! My stimulated shaft was now a fully-erect, meaty, steel-hard rod! If that daughter of mine wanted to be fucked, then I was. “Grant?” He said with genuine surprise. “Yea, he stole the pair that I had on the first time we had sex. He’s kept some of these in his secret box of stuff.” “Well, Grant is surprising me all the time.” “Join the club,” I smirked in response as Ashley appeared suddenly next to us. “I’m so excited I’ve always wanted one of these skirts,” she said almost laughing. “Dude, you’re here with both those chicks. That’s awesome,” said a mysterious male’s voice. I looked up to find a high school aged boy.