”“Of course!” I said.“Oh, gosh,” Becky moaned. “You're going to go down on me?”“Daddy and I are going down on you!” I said. “Famil...es share!” I flashed Daddy a grin. “You ready to share?”“Yes, I am, kumquat.”I shuddered, loving my pet name. I was so glad that he loved me. It was why I wore skirts and cute dresses. Pants would be more practical, but Daddy like seeing me as a sexy girl as much as his tomboy daughter. I could be everything for him. I loved him so much. So I was glad that Becky was. Your family surrounded you. Your girlfriend's parents didn't want anything to do with you or the baby. You supposed it was their way of grieving and could never blame them for that. They moved away shortly after the tragic event and you haven't heard from them since. Your older sister, who had given birth only weeks before Lauren was born, moved back to your mum's house and they both rallied around you.Your family dynamics were a little unusual. You could see the puzzled look on peoples faces. Arriving home she clung to me when the door closed and I walked her backwards to the hot tub. I undressed her and when she was gloriously naked. I turned on the jets and left her while I went to get champagne.Her head was back and her eyes closed as she enjoyed the water. She heard the cork pop and smiled with her eyes closed. We cuddled and drank a glass of bubbly before drying off with big fluffy towels.I carried her to my bed and sat her down. I climbed in and patted the bed beside me. She. I did as he ordered and pulled my top back up and kept it up.“Oh that’s good my love. God, your breasts are perfect! You should call your mom and dad right now and thank them for giving you these perfect genes and these perfect tits!” Rod said as he looked over at me with a big smile. I don’t know how many people saw me flashing my tits from the front seat of the car on the way to the restaurant. Sometimes I just could not bear to look, especially when we were stopped or going slowly. We.