It was a warm fall. Each night, I'd leave the shade up a bit and leave our bedroom window open about six inches so Jack could come up and stand on a p...e-positioned chair on our deck and look in while I had sex with her at night. That worked like a charm. He could see her walking around the room naked and I'd position her in different ways on the bed while fucking her so he'd get a good look of my cock going in and out or of her tits bouncing. By pure chance, to his good fortune, she even bent. My eyes aren't like Superman's but her shorts were that thin and sheer. I could pleasantly make out the faint outline of a devil's face and smiled.'Mr. Jeter?" Tami asked and shook me from my wet dream."Yeah, the front tire needs air," I said authoritatively and glanced around her now. She watched me and leaned the opposite way so I could get a better look-see. As she did this, she spun her arm behind her and I could see down the front of her. Her young breasts were definitely budding C cups. God told him 'When an angel helps someone find love, that angel loses a golden feather and in its place grows a white feather. That feather shows that the angel has done a good deed.'The angel, after listening to God, went away determined to have a lot more white feathers." Where did the gold feather go then mommy?" Alicia asked her eyes wide."Well, they say that the person who has found true love finds the feather, and keeps It.", her mother said softly, tucking her daughter in."Wiv an angev. I licked her slowly wanting to prolong her orgasm as long as possible.She began her story, hesitantly at first, then with the confidence of someone wanting to tell the story to her naked son who was eating out her gash like every good boy should. "Just last week on your Dad's bowling night Grandpa Jack came over to punish me. I hadn't had sex in two days and was horny and looking forward to his visit."When he arrived we immediately went to the bedroom. I was dressed in my pajamas. My father.