I just wanted to have all my daddy's babies. “Daddy,” I purred, an idea popping it my head. “Can you edit me again?”“Sure,” he said, movin... behind me. “What do you want?”“To always have my sexy, petite build no matter how many babies I have with you. I don't want any stretch marks or for my tits to get all saggy. I want to be your sexy tomboy forever!”“Damn,” he groaned. “Deal.”I shuddered as his cock nudged between the cheeks of my ass. He rubbed against them, making me tremble and shudder. I. I was definitely not imagining it, any more than I was imagining I could feel her lips parting a little, even through her shorts.“Mmmm,” she moaned softly, and then didn’t say anything else. We stood there, the two of us, under the jungle trees, my back to the ocean, gently rubbing Scarlet between her beautiful legs. We didn’t speak, or even kiss, but just stood there, rubbing together, until, unable to resist any longer, I reached out with my right hand, grabbing hold of Scarlet’s ass cheek. That pot roast was so tender and tasty. What a great meal and I'm stuffed." Just looking at Mike's plate, Dawn could tell that he had really enjoyed his meal. The plate was almost clean enough to put away without washing. She was quite pleased with the way the meal had turned out. "Mike, go ahead into the living room. Make us a drink and I'll finish in the kitchen and be right in for our little talk." Dawn was actually somewhat excited and a little anxious to find out what the big discussion. .. soak ... drench ... saturate. Those are the only other words I could think of," I said."Even more ewwww," she said, in mock horror."I'm glad you're not mad," I said. "And I'm sorry if it sounded like I was laying claim to your womb." I'm not mad. It's kind of flattering in a way." A sort of creepy, but not really, kind of way?" I suggested.I know I sounded hopeful. I didn't mean to.It just came out that way.I offered to take them out to lunch, and then go do something fun. While we were.