.. , excuse me, kind Sir," she said with a mischievous glint in her brown eyes. "Do I get to call you Daddy too," she teased.Craig laughed. Leaning ov...r he whispered in her ear. "As long as you're not wearing any panties, I'll answer to anything you want to call me," he teased."How about I come home an hour early?" he said, giving her a lecherous grin."Okay... ," Julie giggled, and then whispered, "I'll be sure to be without my panties by the time you get home." Okay, daughters of mine," he. As a son, I felt proud to kiss my mother’s vagina to my heart’s content. Mom’s pussy was hot and wet with her juice giving it an intoxicating aroma.I took out my tongue and started exploring her cunt, looking for her clit. Her clit was swollen by the touch of her only son. My tongue soon got busy and my mom started moaning with excitement.Then I moved my face up and started drinking from her boobs. I found my mom giggling at that time.“Long back you used to do it,” she said. “Now you want to. She didn't mind getting her hands dirty but she would prefer spending days reading or drawing. Jacob still couldn't have been prouder of her.The boys were typical Western boys. The rode and shot and played. The Harcourt girls — because they were so close in age — were their most ready companion and Jacob wondered what Jim would think of that situation in the coming years.Probably the same thing Jacob thought of Susanna spending so much time with J.J., Jacob mused."We'll lets go check it out,". "Have you considered coming over to this side of the river for your masters?"She shook her head, grinning, probably thinking the same as me; staying at the graduate school would give us three more years together instead of one.We stopped in front of the house and I took a deep breath. Shirley reached across the center console for my hand. "Perhaps I should wait here for a few minutes. Meeting me at the same time she hears her father is dead may be too much to take." I'm not going to have to.