Al opened the hamper. He pushed a towel and a blouse aside and then his eyes landed on the object of his search. There lying on the top of the rest of...the stuff was his daughter's silk, pink panties. ("I guarantee you that none of you would laugh if you ever got a whiff of your own daughter's pussy," Lynch had declared.)Al had the panties in his hand outside of the hamper. 'God -- this is crazy!' he thought. Yet he refused to stop himself from doing what he was doing. He finally brought up his. “Listen, I’ve been thinking… we’ve been trying several times per week for the last four months,” she started over dinner one night. “I think I have an idea but you might not like it.”“Alright,” I said, a little worried. “Let’s hear it.”“Tonight, we give it one last go when we get home, but then wait another month before we do it again,” she said.“What? How will that help?” I asked.“Well, I read an article that said I might be more likely to get pregnant from a bigger… load,” she whispered. Kimmy was still talking and so oblivious that I wondered if i stood up and shot my cum all over her face if she would finally shut up or just keep rambling on.Finally, i closed the laptop, held it out and stood up behind it. She could was looking at the laptop STILL with no idea that my erect penis is just on the other side, out in the open. I hold it in from of me as I go grab clean laundry. I come back carrying the laundry basket in front of my, my cock still hard and out right behind it. I. We go back upstairs and the usual dinnertime buzz is starting but i’m in another place. It’s almost excruciating to say and do what i’ve been saying and doing for years. I want to talk to aj. I want to be with aj. I want to touch aj. Finally there’s a moment where we’re alone in the kitchen. “aj we have to talk about all this.”He comes up to me and says “sure mom but i’d rather kiss you”. His lips are on me and i’m sparked by his tongue but i pull back.“aj please, i want to kiss you too but.