Paul began talking about the dimensions of the property, and all that sort of business. Jason finished up his beer, and I told him there was more in t...e fridge. He left the room to get more for all of us, and Paul continued to speak. About 20 minutes later, we were all on our 4th or 5th beers, and the conversation was tuning to a more personal nature. Ceez was asking me how often I swim, and telling me that I had lovely legs. I smiled, and at that point the whole conversation seemed to focus on. I too bend over and give Emma a few kisses on her bum, to see if she allows me down here. It seems she doesn't reject me so I continue and kiss her some more. I then start to lick and kiss her buttocks, and work my way closer to the prize in the middle. I can already smell the exciting wetness of her climaxed pussy as I move closer. Then, with a little touch of my tongue I arrive at her pussy, holy shit.. she is incredibly wet. Her warmth and wetness of her pussy is amazing, my tongue nearly. ”“Why not?”“Because I’m your father.”“That’s the dumbest reason I ever heard.”“Yeah, maybe. But I didn’t make up the rules.”“Stupid rules. I mean, if two people are really into each other as much as we are, then why shouldn’t they have what they want?”Larry looked at his daughter in surprise. He knew it was true, but neither of them had ever come close to saying it before. If he were being honest with himself, he’d trade every woman he’d ever known in his life for his daughter, but thinking it. When he saw that Mr. Forrester was there, Matt felt even more despondent. He had been so busy with the funeral arrangements he hadn’t been able to contact Mary since the crash. Had she and her husband reconciled? He didn’t know that Mary had called the night the crash happened because Mrs. Garber, who was always terribly absent-minded, forgot to tell him. ‘Yeah, Den, I’m real sorry, too,’ Rick said. He surprised Matt by giving him a hug. Matt liked that, but he’d have preferred one from Mary..