She looked around to see if anyone was watching or listening."Sal, I can't open my legs for you because I am too afraid of my father, but if you shoul... ever want me to go down on you like in a movie or something, I will be happy to do it. I have been giving blowjobs to guys for over 10 years now and I am kind of pretty good at it. You just can't stick your thing into my "you know what" because another pregnant Conte girl will surely start a war."Sal was a little confused and somewhat taken. His cock was soft so Mel worked it up and down and licked it until it was hard and then took him in her mouth and sucked on him. His head fell back as he enjoyed his blow job from his daughter. ‘That sure looks good dad, mom, I’ll take one too,’ and she moved between my legs and opened my jeans and took me in her mouth. Family sex, what a sight, Mel sucking dad and mom sucking me. Dad was getting close, so I made Mel stop and told her and mom to switch places. ‘Mom swallows now dad, you’ll like. I think most of my mental genes came from my genius father. His father changed his last name name to Knight and invented a form of motorcar engine, a complicated sleeve-valve. My physical and emotional genes are definitely my mothers, though ... I'm fiercely independent, have a massive temper, and I'm huge.I'm built like a brick wall. I stand 6'9" high and weigh nearly 370 lbs ... none of which is fat. I was a successful football player and basketball player during high-school, but I never took. Leaving the apartment at four a.m. Then a rather evil plan came to mind and the object of that plan walked through my door at that very moment.“Sugar?” Cinnamon said as she came in. “I got some bad news.” My plan kind of flew out the window.“What is it?”“Georgia McFearin didn’t work at Allied—at least not recently,” she said.“What? Grover said that’s why she came out here to Seattle.”“Well, it was, I guess.” Cinnamon was looking at her notes but I could tell she was just trying to look.