That broke her reverie. Thankfully. She smiled back patronizingly, guiltily relieved that he had no idea of the thoughts festering inside her head. "N...pe, Daddy dear," she shouted back. "Just giving you a head start before I burn your lead."The tempo picked up after that, and Ronnie made even more of an effort to beat her father. Hiram, though getting tired, held his territory even after over forty-five minutes of playing, and finally, the two of them decided to call it even-stevens; Hiram knew. I straightened my back and took a deep, calming breath, allowing the smooth horns of, ‘I’ll Take Care of You’ by Etta James wash over me. Her succulent voice filled the room as I turned to look at my friend and hopeful lover. My hips swayed to the beat as I moved slowly and wantonly towards her on bare feet. One light step in front of the other, until I was directly in front of her, never breaking eye contact. I placed my hands on the back of the chair, one on either side of her head and my. Her mum now, different matter, very attractive. I sighed, never mind, life was complicated enough as it was, but certainly if I was the girl’s father I’m damned sure that I’d think a burqa was a good idea. And then granny came out with a tray of drinks and I realised that there were some remarkably good genes there, ones that matured particularly well. Ho hum.“She’s a bit young for you.”“Very pretty though.”“Hello Ruth, hello Louise. Yes, young and pretty, mind you mum and granny are pretty. Eventually, her sweet and loving pussy had its effect on me as well. ‘Oh Mistress! I’m going to come in your pussy!’ ‘Oh come in my pussy, Phillip! Give me all of it!’ she cried. I cried out and arched upward, spurting my load deeply into Alicia’s body, the pleasure so intense that it almost hurt. It seemed that I shot forever, spurt after spurt passed into her. But I eventually had to stop. I was drained and exhausted. We lay like that, Alicia on top, me on the bottom, for several minutes,.