I needed to make love; it has been years. But it wasn't your father, it was Kyle. I started to cry and he took me in his arms to comfort me, and when ...e did that, I surrendered to him."Emma sat quietly for a long time. Finally she asked, "What do you mean you surrendered to him? What does that mean?" It means that in spirit, he became your father, and even though I knew that it was Kyle really, I wanted your father so badly that when he put his arms around me, I knew that I wanted sex." So, you. I said, "Get rid of all the brittle bushes. They are just tumbleweed. Go to the nursery and get some new plants. I'll pull out the brittle bushes while you are gone. Abby showed up with the plants and I had already done the prep work. Abby decided to be the foreman of the job and I would be the flunky labor. Abby watched me plant the shrubs. As she bent over to check my work, I got the tit shot of the day. Those magnificent breasts hung down as she bent over. Abby caught me looking down her. She did and he led her up stairs, she almost tripped going up but he caught her and steadied her. Whats my gift? she asked nervously. Although she didnt know what waited up stairs, her heart was racing. Youll see and if you dont want it then just tell me. He simply said. She didnt know what it was, what could possibly be in her room? Is it something I want? Youve been begging for it. Begging? There was a lot of stuff she wanted. Begging, Begging? All of a sudden it was hard to breath. She. That was when Inga kissed Magda right in front of me. With tongue. Lots of it. My blonde ex-girlfriend and our red haired daughter made out like porn stars, no question of that. That was fine with me, even if it distracted Bjorg and Frederik from helping carry Magda’s considerable luggage. Notably, Inga then rushed to help me out with some of my baggage, as did Magda herself. The upshot was that I ended up carrying only one of my bags and one of Magda’s, a relatively easy load, much to my.