“Evan, what can I do?”“Morgan, the only thing we can do is support the doctors and practice tough love while guarding against someone coming aft...r you or being where you might be caught.”She looked troubled but nodded. In the morning, I went in to work as did Morgan. She called me around eleven to tell me that she was going to the hospital to see her mother and find out what was going on. I had a sandwich at my desk thanks to one of the office people. As I was finishing my sandwich, Morgan. It was only a few hours ago that I had tried to force my daughter to give me a blow job, and she had rightfully rebelled. Now here she was, on her knees, alongside me, naked as the day she was born. Of course, what was happening was wrong. I'd secretly lusted for Sandy for a long time; my lust fueled by my loveless marriage and my many fantasies about my own daughter. I also had suspected that Sandy might have sexual feeling for me. Whether it was that or maybe it was because she was sorry for. I was looking at her naked body as she laid there. She rolled over on her back and her legs were spread, cum leaked from her couchie. My dick got hard again and I was able to mount her easliy. I began to pound away pretty hard but she never woke. I exploded deep in her again and then laid down and went to sleep. I wopke two hours later and i sank my hard dick back into her sloppy pussy and pumped another load into her. This time she sighed and said that this was the best sex she had ever had,. Isn't it obvious that this is more than just a shower now?" I admitted to myself that it was, but I just did not want to admit it to Melinda. Why? I really did not know. At the time, I think I did not want her to know I was enjoying it. She was my sister after all and we were not supposed to be doing this. At least that was what I thought. Then Melinda showed her true feelings for me. She looked into my eyes and brushed her hand over my cheek, touching the corner of my lips slightly. The look.