Amber brushed her hair out of her face with her hands, while standing looking at the window, using it as a mirror. ‘This is getting good’ I kept t...ld myself. Amber then took her robe completely off, walked over and hung it on the door knob. As she walked back toward the window her breasts started bouncing because of the modelesque way she was walking. When she got back in front of the window she stood there cupping her breasts and bouncing/feeling them. Amber was eighteen so she had a nice pair. Should be different there, now that Todd and his crew are gone, but I think the two of us could face most anything they can throw at us, anyway. Especially with all the family support that we’ve got!“You about ready to go, adopted daughter?” Kaitlyn called from the living room. “Mom’s waitin’, and we’ve got a lot of stops to make.”Yeah, “adopted daughter” – I was at just about the lowest point of my life, and wondering if it was really worth it to do a tomorrow, when Rob and Kaitlyn came along.. My hand closed on nothing but air. I tried again, pinching off the flow and running my hand across my pelvis. Nothing but smooth skin and soft hair, and then something that shouldn’t be there. My eyes snapped open and I looked down.All I could see down there was my chest. Except it wasn’t my chest; my chest was hard and square and a little hairy. This chest was pale, smooth, and appeared to be shaped like a really great pair of tits. I looked over at the bathroom mirror, still not processing. With water enveloping our nude bodies and both of us feeling each other, freely, it was a heavenly experience.I made her sit my lap, this time facing me, so that her cunt hole was just right in front of my rigid cock.“You like it ?, “I asked her. She just smiled and nodded.“No, that is not enough, you must tell,” I said.“I like it,” she murmured.“You like what,” I teased her.“Your long one,” she said concealing her shyness.“How many cocks have you seen so far”, I asked her, as I rubbed her wet.