Daddy loves my tits, too. When he puts his hands and mouth on them, he talks about how sorry he is for the other girls who don't have daddies who ado...e them. Sometimes I think he wants the people walking by us in the parking lot to know my very own Daddy has my pink nipples in his mouth.I think about it, too. I admit it. I get aroused when I consider people would pass judgment on me for being filthy with my own sweet Daddy every Tuesday and Thursday night before class. Sometimes I wish. “So you going to tell me who she is or will I have to beat you up to find out?” I joked.“You won’t get mad if I tell you?”“No of course not.”“It’s you, mom. You are so beautiful.”My jaw dropped and I think I turned every single shade of red that existed in the spectrum. I was utterly speechless at the unexpected answer.“Mom, are you OK? Are you mad at me?”“Oh, no honey I am flattered that you find me attractive. I don’t mind, but you can’t let your father ever suspect,” I said.“Um, okay,” he. The four of us stopped for lunch at a burger place and I got stucksitting next to Cathy; now Cathy may have been a sweet little girl andI'm sure she was, but I was not ready to spend the weekend with her.Francine took us back to her house only a few minutes away. We had aboutan hour and a half before we had to be back at the place so I had tospent the entire time looking at all Cathy's pretty dresses, she is, bythe way, a constant model, entering as many contests as possible. Shehad several. “‘Separate!’ I insisted. ‘Split up. No more touching!’ “I directed them to lay on opposite sides of the bed with me kneeling at the bottom of the bed facing them. Ian was on my left and Sammy on my right.“‘First,’ I said, ‘We have to warm up my pussy. We can’t have Sammy slamming that giant horse stick up my ass without some warmup.’ Actually, I was so hot I probably could have taken him right then, but what’s the fun in that? So, I made Ian straighten his legs and hold up his dick, then I sat.