"It isn't nice to tease daddy," you tell her with a wink of your eye. "Let me pay the bill and we'll hit the road."It takes you about one half hour to...drive home and once in the house your daughter excuses herself to take a shower. "It was a long flight daddy and I really need to clean up."While your daughter is upstairs taking a shower you fix yourself a scotch on the rocks and you think of how much your daughter seems to have grown in such a short time away from home. "Ah, if I were just a. ”“Marcia!” Greg said shocked, not wanting to even think of his step-mom in a dress like that, one that barely covered her breasts. At least not with Marcia there to see the effect such an image would have on him.“Oh come on, don’t tell me you’re embarrassed,” Marcia laughed.“I’m not embarrassed,” Greg said, when it was obvious that he was.“Are you honestly going to tell me that you’ve never looked at Mom and got a hard on?” Marcia asked, using language her brother had never imagined her using. I'm going to piss down your back and you are going to catch every drop in that wine glass. If even one drop misses the glass then you will only get to taste what you can lick from the carpet. Do you understand me?' She nodded, her heart sinking at the impossible task. 'I didn't hear you.' 'Yes,' she said. He undid his trousers and positioned himself behind her. He held his cock so that the piss splashed onto the top of her back and ran down the channel of her spine. The warm liquid poured down. “Gee, I don’t know if I really want to get you pregnant again or not.” He grinned. “Can I have some time to think about it?”Renee maneuvered herself out of the dining room. No one was in the kitchen, and the entry way was dark, so she slipped in there. She peeked through the gap between the curtain and the window in the back door. She could see Bobby and the woman standing in the light of the yard light.“No, you can’t,” said Tilly, pulling him toward her.His arms went around her, and her arms.