My dick ached. I reached her bed and stared at her. She was gorgeous, lithe. Brassy-brown hair spilled about her back and face. I brushed a few strand... off her shoulder and bent down to kiss her.My daughter sighed in her sleep. “...daddy...”“Daddy's here,” I groaned. “Daddy's going to make such sweet love to you.”“And breed you,” panted my wife. “Tell her you're going to breed her, honey. Breed a grandchild into our daughter. I want to see her teenage belly swelling with your child. It will be. I want to talk to you," she said, pushing out a chair with her foot. Bella took the seat indicated and Hilda began talking to her."Bella your family wasn't rich - not nearly as well off as me and my girls. In fact, your parents were idiots when it came to money. They spent it like there was a never-ending fountain of it. Consequently, when they died, there wasn't much left to care for you. What little they did leave in life insurance and things we sold off has been just about used up feeding. "See what watching you did to me," she said as she showed her son the large wet stain in her panties and her glistening thighs. She noticed that her son's cock which had started to lose some of its rigidity as she explained the situation to him began to pulse again sheathed in its yellow silk confines."You're not mad?" He asked sheepishly reaching down to squeeze and pull at his now again steel-like erection. As he did a large dollop of precum pushed its way through the used gusset of her. He couldn't believe this was his daughter's best friend; he'd had mature women his own age who hadn't dressed as hotly and as openly seductive as Annie was dressed. It was what Bud called the "redneck fuck-me" style. Annie was braless and he bet "panty-less" with only her T-shirt and a pair of very snug jeans that showed off her shapely young teenage body.Bud noticed how Annie was trying to thrust her chest out, bringing more emphasis to her nicely shaped full tits without making it appear too.