Look at that fat, white cock springing to life instantly. I know what his superpower is,” Michelle teased. “Are you getting hard looking at us, na...ghty boy?”“Oreo Girl, I think he needs your lips wrapped around his cock to help jolt him back to reality.”Michelle dropped the tough girl pose and slithered on the bed, rubbing her body along Nik’s muscular leg. The porthole in the costume on full display, and a lusty, eager image staring at him.“Keep your eyes down there. I’ll take it as a. "What... dead... how?" Dad may have been a prick, even to me, his only son, but he was still my father and I felt my eyes well up with water."Yesterday. He killed himself Tom. God, it was terrible." Mr. Cardigan sobbed, a sound that I would have thought impossible from the gruff bear-like man. "Since you were at school I had to handle the immediate matters for the coroner and the Clan." Then he said something that surprised me, "I had to send your sister Linda to you, by train, she should have. "Nope! I’m good." "Now, where is my granddaughter?" Maggie inquired.I took the steaks off the grill and plated them. I then took Maggie's arm and led her back into the house to find Janice and Ginger. The kitchen, den, dining and living room were empty. We did hear voices down the hall in the rec room. As we entered the sound of sucking and licking greeted us. On the pool table lay Janice and Ginger, in a beautiful 69. Glancing at Maggie, she had a severe blush going on and her heart rate. After the beep, Beth spoke haltingly, ‘Daddy … ah, I … he … ah, Brent … I’m at home. If it’s not too late when you get this message, please call me. I need to … ah … I want to tell you something.’ Beth leaned back in the desk chair, took a deep breath then picked up the telephone again and made her second call. Not surprised to hear a recording machine this time, Beth spoke slowly, ‘Good evening, Gerald. It’s Beth Magill Thornton. It’s almost eight o’clock at night. I need some legal advice.’.