I hadn’t had much time to adjust yet.”“I guess that’s understandable, but damn. I would like to know more.”“Understood. I suspect they�...ll be able to answer a lot of your questions.”“Yeah, but will they be willing? Truthful?” There’s an extremely awkward pause. “I just don’t have any reason to trust them.”“You seem to trust me, though.”“Not enough to automatically trust your judgment. Especially where it concerns something as fucking hard to judge as people.”He opens his mouth to speak but. "Morning Daddy. Good Morning Pete and Bob." I said while getting out some orange juice. "Good Mornin. Sugah," Daddy said while turning around with a smile. "Happy Birthday dearest," Daddy said and gave me a kiss on the checks. I smiled, "Thank you daddy." Daddy put a plate of pancakes and a bowl of fruit down as I sat down by my brothers. "Thank you daddy," I said and waited for him to join us. When he did we all dug into our meal. 30 minutes later the table was cleaned and the dishes were in. I then switched sides and started to suck on her other breast as I now slowly started to raise her 1 piece again.She helped me by just raising her butt a little and I finally undid her 1 piece in a go. Now my girl was half naked in just a red lacy panty and I couldn’t take it anymore as I started to lick her just beside the belly button.I now slid my tongue deep inside that belly button as my fingers started to feel her love tunnel over her panties.Her panties were all wet with oozing love. The seamstress was a beautiful woman, for a genetic female, but, ofcourse, she was nowhere nearly as gorgeous as Tiffany. Charisma had bigbreasts, but they sagged a little, and small discolorations and stretchmarks marred the fleshly orbs, and gumdrop-size nipples capped hersmall areolas. Her belly wasn't concave, like Tiffany's, or even flat;it was plump, as was the small roll of fat above her dark, unruly pubesin which the cleft of her sex was hidden. Her thighs were plump aswell, and dimpled.