Even without my futa-dick, my daughter ached for my body, wanting to please me.And when I had a cock, she was married to it, fluffing me, keeping me h...rd, guzzling down so much cum today she didn’t even eat dinner.“I’m just so full of your yummy cream,” she grinned at me when we got home from the studio.I shuddered, grabbing her hand on my big breast and sliding it down my stomach to my blonde bush. Her fingers took over, pressing between my thighs. Rubbing my hot cunt. I groaned into our kiss,. "She looked up, eyes wide, breath catching."OK? You'll let me do it?" Sure. Why not. Come on in." Yes! Thank you!"Dan stepped aside, eyes again sweeping the street. He had the house to himself that afternoon, and there was no reason anyone would care who he was inviting in, but still. There was definitely a feeling of guilt, of wrongness. He closed the door behind her, turning the lock on the knob. It was not to trap her, as turning the knob from the inside automatically unlocked it, but his. What are you up to Adrian?" I think I planned on having dinner tonight with you and Peter. I'll even get it if you are working." Okay. Peter, come back here then. Adrian is a fair cook. He did the cooking when he and his sister lived together."I hit Mom with the question when Peter had gone. "Who is watching the kids? I notice Sandy isn't home, or at least her car isn't." Rena. Sandy spends some nights with your father. Instead of coming home when she gets out of the restaurant, she goes up to. I turned and handed Jamie a can.“Thanks,” he said smiling.“No problem,” I was about to walk past him.“I just wanted to say that I’m sorry that me and Mike were teasing you tonight about that whole thing with Colin.” This took me by surprise. “It was silly of us to do that. We were being immature and stupid.” I stood for a second not knowing what to say. “So, yeah, sorry.”“It’s alright, I was just a little bit pissed off that he obviously went and told you what we did… How much detail did he go.