My God, she is pretty and hot! She is like a girl softball player! I would love for her to show us her body! Oh shit, I am so sorry I said that! Pleas... forgive me!" "I'm not offended, Ben. I am flattered! I love her and whatever she wants I will make happen. Feel free to share your feelings with her ... politely and respectfully though." "Ok, Thanks! She won't mind me sneaking a peek of her cleavage?" "Won't hurt to try, just don't be a typical male. Compliment her but look her in her eyes. My left hand has spread so it’s palm is over your nipple and my right hand, still balled up with hidden item, brushes my knuckles against your chest. I open my right hand a bit and suddenly now you feel a new sensation brushing against your skin. Not my knuckles, still soft, but yet different. Silky and smooth. I’m liking the feel of you under my hands and my mind wanders momentarily to think of how good your body will feel under mine. You see the flicker of excitement in my green eyes and I. That couldn’t be right though, cause her Dad was at work, only her brother and Mom were here, but what were his jeans doing under the table.“What’s with the jeans?”Her Mom quickly bent and picked them up.“I spilt juice down them, so I told John to take them off so I could wash them”As her Mom bent over to pick up the jeans Sarah was presented with a view of her naked bottom and as her Mom bent further over a view of her pussy. A pussy she realised that had a just fucked look to it, in fact a. Celia and Mandy are not yours biologically. Not only that, but each of them has a different father. That means that Mom started cheating on you at least 22 years ago. I wouldn't be surprised now if we find that she's never been faithful to you since the day you got married."Celia and Amanda hugged me from both sides with tears running down their cheeks."Please don't hate us Dad. You raised us, and you're the only father we ever had. The other guys are just sperm donors." No, of course I don't.