Worst case, I’ll fly straight to Boston from Dallas. Birgit will have a hissy fit, but it can’t be helped.”“And you claim that child doesn’t...run your life!”“Yeah, yeah,” I grinned. “Talk to Jamie and let me know.”“I need to talk to Lone Star’s counsel as well.”“Obviously. Just keep me posted.”“Will do.”February 7, 1997, Chicago, Illinois“Steve, I have Gwen Meyer on the phone,” Kimmy announced late on Friday morning.“Put her through, please.”A moment later Gwen was on the line.“I wanted to call. And if she wants to take on more chores, she can take some off my hands.”“Mary, let the girl have a little fun before she’s married,” her father murmurs.“Fine,” Mary says with a huff, turning back to the door and her daughter. “You’re the head of this house. You heard your father. But since you’re not coming, we’re leaving now. Get in here and take care of these lunch dishes.”“Yes ma’am,” Emily Elizabeth says, dropping her head. She steals a glance at the washing barn, hoping Blackie hasn’t. Cindy's body spasmed as a jolt of pleasure went through her. Charlie had never gone down on her before. He had always said oral sex was disgusting. A sneaking suspicion crept into Cindy's mind, but she ignored it. The pleasure was too intense for her to allow reason to spoil it. She pressed her legs into her lover's back in order to encourage him.Steve took the hint. He pushed his tongue deep into his mother's love-channel and swirled it around. This elicited a guttural moan from Cindy who. Molly Sue felt so good wrapped around my cock that I had nothing in my mental reserve to compare her too. I had never fucked a virgin before, I had never fucked a girl her age before either, and I had certainly never fucked one of my own daughters. I reached under her and grabbed a hold of her firm tits as I banged into her ass over and over again. I had done that same thing to her mother before but that was certainly nothing like this. Molly Sue was so tight and the feeling was so strong that.