I looked up into her face, and her eyes were half closed, her breathing heavy and her tongue was occasionally licking her lips as her mouth fell open ... little. I was so stunned, excited, and guilty all at once, being like this with my own daughter....she very carefully placed little Shannon into the crib at the bedside, (she was sleeping soundly)and then moved back, her hand sliding across my chest and down over my belly....she gazed into my eyes as I lay close and our lips met-a feeling of. You turned around and made eye contact with me and with gasping breaths, because I was at the point where you were; getting ready to cum, you said, you'll find out when I find out.I eased you off again and I heard you say "Fuck, would you quit doing that, you're driving me fucking crazy here". I laughed and said "well then, get ready". I felt your body tense even before I started licking you again. I think you were wondering if I would let you cum this time or if I was still 'edging' you. I told them that they needed to arrest this Ben guy. He and his friend beat Gary to a pulp. That's when they told me that the people they talked too at the bar said Gary started it by hitting Ben over the head with a beer bottle.Even the bouncers said Gary started it. I tried to explain to the police that Gary was protecting me, that Ben was trying to molest me and Gary came to my rescue.They said they talked to Ben and Rob and both said I was flirting with them. I was teasing them when Gary. “She’s more than warm now. She’s burning up,” I replied.“You stay here and watch until it’s your turn,” Grandpa said.Grandpa stripped off his clothes. Okay, I’ll admit it. I took a long, hard look at his cock. Guys do that, you know, whether they admit it or not. I’d seen more than a few in the locker room. Grandpa’s cock looked like a telephone pole sticking out of a briar patch, if you know what I mean.Grandpa slipped in to stand by Mom. He dragged one finger across her erect, dusky pink.