According to the farmer, it was picked right off the tree this morning.”“It’s definitely ripe.”While the men ate peaches, Peter’s mother sat...off to the side fuming at not being allowed to be with Rebecca during the birthing. This was odd since she had been in the delivery room without any family present for exactly the same reasons Rebecca didn’t want her there. Still, this was her first grandchild and she wanted to be more involved.“It’s a shame that none of the local farmers can make much. When they open, you return my gaze and say simply, “Yes.” You reach for me, your hands going behind my head to pull me to you again. You kiss me this time, returning all of my passion in kind. As the kiss breaks, I reluctantly pull away and move to a chair where I can watch the show unfold. Once I’m seated, I look to Eric and nod. It’s such a simple gesture, yet, it means that tonight will be the night we fulfill one of your deepest fantasies. Eric slowly moves towards you. He’s unsure of. .." Dad?" he pushed, turning toward the older Alpha."Ah, shit. I can't believe I'm having this conversation with my son..." Then after another short pause, he sucked it up and answered honestly. "Hell, yeah. I was disappointed when she stopped giving milk when she weaned Paulette. I swear it tastes better now than it did then. Now, are you satisfied that you've embarrassed the hell out of your dad?" No more embarrassed than I am, Dad. But what the hell am I going to do with a fifteen-year-old. With my heart in my mouth I sat on the edge of the sofa bed and calmed myself. I then walked slowly back to their room. As I entered their room Sarah had moved more on to her front and had her left leg bent up to her waist and her right leg was straight, I stood at the foot of her bed and lean in towards her butt gently placing my hands on the sides of her bed frame to take my weight and allowing me to get up close I went for it and my nose was now almost touching her grey pubic hair and I took.