When we arrived at the cafe, I got a corner table and Bill ordered two coffees. Bill brought the coffees over and sat down, his knee touched my leg, h... said sorry but didn’t move it.“Well Anna,” Bill started. “I had no idea that you were such a slut, I’ve heard a few stories in the past, especially from your mate Jean, dirty bitch she is. But when David showed me the film on his phone I couldn’t believe it, you even urged your nephew to cum on your face!”Bill’s knee seemed to be pressing harder. She died before I was seventeen and I was devastated. Dad took it like everything else I could remember: without emotion. It was almost as if he didn’t care very much. I realized later that he always reacted like that and that mom’s death hit him very hard, but at the time he would never allow me to see that and I became convinced he didn’t care. I’m sorry to say that I took all my anger out on him and life at our place was brutal. What had once been a wonderful home turned into a hell on earth. So why don't you do your make-up now? I left out the items Iwant you to use. The look you should try for is cute but seductive.Now go get busy."She gave me a playful slap on the rump, which stung a little but hurtmuch more as a reminder of how plush and shapely my backside now was. Ileft and went to my room, a former walk-in closet mostly filled by agirl's narrow bed with a white, scrollwork headboard. For a moment Ijust sat on the pink and white spread the covered my mattress. Then. Her full breasts looked beautiful in the morning. "Then it wasn't a dream. It really happened."She smiled. "Yes, you really fucked your daughter last night. It was wonderful."His cock began to stir as he looked at her and remembered the night before. "You set last night up, didn't you." Yes." Why?"She reached out to him. "Make love to me and I'll tell you."Her eyes were full of love. Her nipples were already hard. Lynn had never been able to resist her. He pulled her into his arms. They kissed,.