We call him Xander to avoid confusion. He has recently learned to walk, and is now getting into everything.It turns out that too much leisure time can...be maddening. With the management company handling the daily operations of the Arms, I started looking for a new project. I searched for another old building I could renovate and turn around, but could not find one that fit my profile anywhere in the State of Oklahoma or Southern Kansas.After Xander was born, I started thinking; do I want my son. My daughter reached out to me, with unspoken words, it was okay to continue. I decided to go for it. I leaned forward and kissed her beautiful skin. Jenny, my daughter, smelled divine. Kissing her again, she took hold of my hand and smoothed it firmly to her breast. I kneaded it through her t-shirt while kissing her. I broke the kiss and freed her right breast from the confines of her t-shirt. I rubbed my daughter's nipple and looked at her questioningly. She blinked in approval, and gradually. ---We pulled up to the large old house after another half day of driving. Demie didn't need to sleep, so the trip took less than the two days it would normally have taken. I looked at the house, a classically designed split level, painted white, probably built in the 1940's. Somewhere in there, Demie's demon brother Eros was being held captive.Demie, Kate, and I had discussed what we could expect. The only real way of capturing a demon was through magic or holy power, so we were either going to. She sent her tongue out to trace the inside of her sister's lips. Samantha's soft, bubblegum tongue battled with hers for supremacy. Hannah tangled her fingers in Samantha's long blonde hair, holding her sister close to her.“Wow! That was so hot,” Hannah said, when they broke the kiss.Hannah helped her sister put away the groceries. They chatted idly, but the main thought on both of their minds was getting each other naked. Hannah's pussy felt so swollen, that when she walked her clit was.