I'll make it up to you, I promise.You have to go to work? Still haven't forgiven me? Okay, you go ahead and look out the window as you drink your coff...e. I'll just slide my hands around your waist and snuggle up behind you. Can you feel my breasts pressing into your back? My nipples are hard little points against your shoulder blades. You know you want to touch them. No? You're still mad. Well, I'm not. I'm feeling a little randy myself. All that reading, you know.Your cotton shirt is soft. We had seen each other in the shower enough times. It was all good. We were going to be okay.That was when my daughter grabbed my cock in her soapy little hands and washed it, more thoroughly than she really needed to. I knew what would happen if I didn't distract her. “Turn around, honey. Let me wash your back,” I said, grabbing her gauze bath sponge and her vanilla shower gel as she turned her back to me.Her wet blond hair lay on her shoulders. I scooped it away and d****d it over her chest,. After that she opened her blouse completely to let her huge belly and tits to grow to their full size. I lay down on her and and brought my cock to her red lips and suck it to moisten it for me to rub it over her massive bare abdomen. As we kissed, then her cheek, her chest and finally all around her beautiful swollen belly. As she continued to kiss me passionately, she pulled her soft lips from my lips and said; "Honey, I'm sorry, but I need the toilet." I said; "Mom, you promised me..." She. .. maybe in a few months. We learned it in a pool in two days on the road. He doesn’t pick things up as quickly as you or Claire did. He’s still maturing,” I reasoned.I was done, so I stripped my sweats off and got in the spa. Oooh my! That was such a nice feeling no matter where on my body the jets were hitting.I just heard a song on my iPhone XX, that I remembered was called, ‘The Boy is Mine.’ (from 1998 ... a long time ago)“That would be a great song for Annette and Rose to perform to — you.