I then turned to Karen and said, "Well, you're the odd one out - put up or shut up!" Karen said, "You're both pervs" then proceeded to lift up her gow... from the hem up. There was a light brown patch of hair at the top of the V from her thighs.Finally, I said I was thirsty and was going to head in and watch a flik. They said they were going to get some ice, then return to their rooms and also watch TV. I invited them to join me, or I could join them (to save electricity, of course). They weren't. Even now at age fifty-four dad is in great shape. He still has thick blond hair, although there are streaks of gray among the blond now. I don’t look a thing like him because I have dark hair and green eyes. I don’t even take after my mother who has blond hair and blue eyes like dad. I did ask mom about that years ago. She told me it was probably because somewhere in her ancestry there were blacks. She never went into detail who or what generation or generations had been black.Dad didn’t. I tell you I'm all yours.You stand up, holding out your hand. I place mine inside of yours and stand up facing you. You turn me around, not allowing me to even sensually kiss before this begins. You are now in full control of this moment. I start to turn around to face you and you keep me turned away. You nudge me to walk. I start to speak and you smack my ass and make a 'shhh' sound. I feel my body temperature rise and my mind is racing along with my juices. I can feel the cream starting to. They were here in December, and the babies seem to be developing as their doctors expect. Skylar and Mary’s dads each had large harems. Their fathers passed away unexpectedly this year. Being the chosen heir for each of their families, the women in the harem now belong to them. Each suggested that they want my child to have many brothers and sisters around the same age. I don’t know exactly how many wives their fathers had, but their suggestion makes me think of a stallion chained into a stall.