“Hi, baby. Me ‘n’ Deena on the phone, so don’t say something bad about ‘er.”“Hi, Dad,” I inserted. “We’re just checkin’ on your ...TA.”“‘Bout forty-five minutes. Just got out of Beaumont.”“Okay. We’re putting lasagna on. This is a ‘home’ night.”“I like home nights,” he said. “By the time I get there and shower, we’ll be ready to put stuff on the table.”“And then put stuff into the bed,” I said. “And there’s a movie on at eight.”“When’s the last time the three of us got into bed and watched a. Her hands were behind her back, handcuffed, I assumed. The funny part was that her legs were shifting in such a way that told me she desperately wanted to be touched. Now, being the nice brother that I am, I decided to help her out. Not personally mind you. “Hey babe,” I turned to Oriana, waving her over, “come here.” Grunting in a rather unladylike manner, she rolled over and crawled to the edge of the bed alongside me. She grinned when she saw the situation Ashley was in. I got onto my. Just then Joe started up an impromptu truth or dare game. It was more like just truth. Now we all knew that Bill had wanted to fuck his brother John. I kind of thought that John knew as well. Joe asked Bill if no one would ever find out would he suck his brother’s dick. Bill said yes. John’s face turned red. Joe asked John if he were horny and Bill offered him a blow job and no one would ever find out would he let his brother suck him off. John said yes. At hearing this I could see that Bill. It turned out that today was the day I met them—and their daughter, Katie.KatieThe first thing I saw stopped me dead: Katie was rolling around on the floor with Winn's lab, Bandana. I spent a long moment taking her in, hardly noticing her parents energetically chatting with my woman.Katie was surprisingly beautiful—the kind of physical perfection that seems unreal whenever you look away, so you look again: long, straight black hair; firm, high, c-cup breasts; slender, long waist; mouth-watering.