If it does, then this is all a moot point. If it doesn't, she still has a choice to make. But lets find out first, shall we?" Jane asked.Both Ron and ...usan nodded."Susan, I take it that you don't object to Ron observing your nudity?" Jane asked."No. Not in the least. If there's one thing I've learned, it's to be proud of my body." she replied.Ron beamed at her. He had the wisdom to keep his mouth shut."Ron, move down into this chair and don't move." Jane said.Ron complied.Jane took the key from. It's...just wrong!" That's not what your cock just said!" she answered, licking her lips clean of my seed. "So. Who's Leah?" She's my graduate assistant. Why do you ask?" I replied, trying not to stare at my daughters youthful beauty."You called out her name as you filled my mouth with your cum, daddy. You got the hots for her, or something?" She sat down on the bed, her breasts partially hidden by the shirt, but not enough to keep me from glancing at them before averting my eyes, feeling. ‘We’ll see,’ he answered as he hugged his daughter to his chest. ‘Your grandparents want to keep you.’ Hit with the proverbial ton of bricks, he repeated, ‘Grandparents.’ ‘Dad?’ Annie looked at her father with wide blue eyes. How she loved that word. Dad. ‘You haven’t met my parents yet, or your uncles and aunts,’ Reid told her, shock on his face. How had he overlooked something so fundamental? Silently cursing her selfish bitch of a mother, Annie asked, ‘I have more family?’ ‘You sure do.’ He. I was hard as an iron bar now, between the stories and the sight of her only wearing a garter belt and hose fingering her wet pussy. I slowly pulled on my dick as she slid her big beautiful ass down to the edge of the couch, inviting me to "come on over here and fuck me." I slid off the chair onto my knees, then crawled over to lick the juice from around her wet fingers as they darted in and out from her pussylips. She moved her hand to the back of my head and pulled it forward to bury my.