“I wanna fuck your daughter” Not believing how such an honest statement had come out of my mouth. Then being surprised that it was not even seen...as taboo, or even offensive but expected. I loved these two for being so confident.“mm right on” she kissed me hard and deep. “ I think you should ask her what she thinks, she is a big girl, she can decide herself, besides she has been having a turn with my men since she was eleven and had c cups" My cock seemed to double in hardness.I did not. I even pinched my nipples to get them erect to show him.We drove to the shopping centre and he went in first and sat down again in the food court. I took a deep breath and followed about 10 minutes later. After what he told me last time I took notice of people walking past me. He was right, guys were giving me the once over. I had to smile when I noticed one woman punch her partner who almost walked into a wall while eyeing me off. My husband had said we would be there for about half an hour so. I love you the way you are. Fame changes people.”Amelia thought about it. “You really are clueless, Mike. I want to sing, and maybe write music, too. But, I only need an audience of three; Mom, Dad, and you. I don’t care about anyone else.”Eggs sizzled when I cracked them into the hot frying pan. The toaster popped. I turned the sausages in the second pan, browning the other sides.“That’s what almost every celebrity thinks before fame hits.”“Mike?” Amelia paused, waiting for me to look at her.. Her lips painted a rose petal pink, my mind couldn’t help but wonder if it shared the shades of other parts of her body like her youthful nipples, or glistening folds. “Hey Jon-Jon” she spoke playfully, a nickname she had been calling me for ages, her voice holding the same tone when she spoke to me as she did when she spoke to her brother, that same tone that had made me give up on ever answering the questions I had just asked myself. “Hey Lucy, your bro said something about a grand send.