One morning, shortly after Janice had left for work, the relationship between Paul and his granddaughter took another turn. Having no reason to get up...early, he usually slept in and, on that day, he was awakened by what seemed to be sounds of pain coming from Christine's room. Concerned about her, but not wanting to seem nosy, he tiptoed down the hall, peeked through her door, which was ajar, and beheld a remarkable sight. His granddaughter's succulent and completely naked body was lying atop. For the first time in my entire life I had regrets and almost lost my hard on... almost but not quite. Instead I shoved deeper into her and sped up my strokes. She squeezed her legs tighter around my waist. In seconds she was orgasming again and every few seconds she would spasm again.In the year 1938 I began to search out the mother of my child to be and after much searching I found a redheaded Coleen fresh off the boat from Ireland. Her name was Mary Rose Murphy...Ah she was such a delicate. Sometimes I would tease him and lick up and down his shaft, licking around his sensitive bulb making him cum in my face. He saw how I liked it, so once, he kneeled over me and creamed my face. I looked like woman getting a spa facial.Somewhere during that year, I deep throated him for the first time. I never went back. Deep throat became my specialty that made me very popular with my high school and college boyfriends.After daddy finished each time, I looked forward to having him lay down with. Carol had on a caftan like top with a plunging neckline, wearing it like a very short dress. We sat at a table with several other couples and two single men. We ate, drank and flirted. Carol's breasts peeked into view every time she turned around. Once dinner was over they started to play dance music. We danced and I held her tight and told her how much I loved her. I whispered in her ear, "What a dirty girl you are." The next song came on and one of the single men asked Carol to dance. It was.