” Giggle. “I won’t ask Mom for help.”“Which mom?” I returned.“The one that wasn’t smart enough to realize what she gave up. This mom i... a whole lot smarter.”“Granted,” I said.Deena jumped up. “I’ll fix the salad. Haley, you can get the casserole.”Dinner. Group effort from those two, concession to me spending more time out of the house today.“So you talked to clients,” Haley started at the table.“Yep. Two different ones. We’re scheduling work. It’s a few months down the road. I have to get us a. Terrance moved toward Mary’s legs, pushing the towel up toward the top of her thighs, while leaving her breasts, and hard nipples, completely exposed.He knew by the smell that she was wanting more. As he leaned over her body, his now hard cock was against her hand. He rubbed the top of her legs, avoiding her wet pussy, just to see if she would touch him.Mary wanted to feel his cock in her hand so bad, but she was enjoying the seduction. She was hoping he would touch her, so she could let out. Sex."Daddy's head snapped up at the last word, his cheeks instantly flooding with embarrassment the way they always did when I brought up something he was uncomfortable talking about."What about sex?" Daddy asked, stumbling over his words"I wanted to ask...who is the right person to have sex with Daddy?" Well, the right person to have sex with is with someone you love and someone who loves you." You love me don't you Daddy?" I asked, batting my eyelashes and pushing my chest out."Yes of course. In the half light, her pale cheeks glisten above the black line of her wet-look stockings, and the thinnest of thongs separates each half-moon of her plump arse and feels … ready. It begins with a single finger, light in the touch but probing. A fingernail flicks back the material of the thong exposing her fiery, close-shaven hole and gently circling around it. Then she hears a spit and the finger comes back, firmer, wetter, but still just circling. She starts to half-turn when suddenly she's.