Johansson, looking at her daughter.“Yeah,” Moe muttered. “She.”“So,” Eddie cut in thankfully. “Nice crib. Nice car. I heard say your hus...and’s got a nice apartment in the city.”“Used to be our home,” said Moe’s mom. “I was hoping he’d get rid of it, but he built the office.”“He loves his office,” said Moe.“He should love me more. He promised to sell off his piece of the partnership and that piece of prime real estate once you and your sister left home. He claims it’s hard selling two condos in. We lived together since mum had left last year, and I could hear dad relieve himself in his squeaky bed, night after night, as there was no doubting, he could hear his lusty daughter, bring herself off, sometimes together, through the paper thin walls.I walked into the breakfast table one morning, ready to explode. I wore only a t-shirt, and my nipples poke directly at him, as I sat down, my bare bum feeling the cold wood, making me aware of my nudity, and my nipples pop.Dad commented on my. My cock is so fucking hard. You keep grinding against my wet tongue.. whispering “yes, oh gawd, yes” I am able to slowly insert two fingers inside of your tightness. I hear you inhale deeply as my fingers penetrate you deeper. You grind against me…. Squeezing your pussy against my fingers. You sound like your close to cumming… Please do.. please cum on my fingers…. Cum on my mouth… I look up at you… your eyes tightly shut as you inhale deeply. An orgasmic wave crashes against you and. ? He speaks as he begins rolling a fresh joint. Glancing toward Meg he smiles. ?Tattoos next? After we place the rings? But first let her stay stretched across the sawhorses for awhile? Come down a little.? Flipping open the tattered cover of his folder, glancing through a couple pages, he starts his search for Cyl’s tattoo as Meg sits next to him on the sofa. ?Okay, help me out, Meg? Which one’s for her?? Alone in the room, mind not quite as hazy, her arched body remains twisted.