”“They're flooding out of her. She's like her mother.”“I know. Got a hot cunt. Good thing she has a pair of loving parents to help her out.”...��Uh-huh.”My wife smiled at me. “Glad you're getting into the spirit. We're just giving our baby slut what she really wants—her daddy's love.”“Daddy,” my daughter sighed, her words slurred.“She's dreaming about you.”“Better make them special.”I pressed my mouth back into my daughter's pussy as my wife continued her work stretching out our daughter's asshole.. Everybody that I have met has been through my job, and they live clear across town. I haven't had a date in more than a year." No boyfriend?" Jerry perked up at that news. "You must get pretty lonely." You don't know the half of it. I was pretty popular in high school. I had lots of dates, and I was used to going out on weekends." Not much to do in a little town on a date except go to the movies and then some dark and lonely spot, I imagine," Jerry said, opening the door to a more personal. I also bought a new pair of tennis shoes and some socks.Several month’s later I was sitting in my bedroom on a Sunday evening thinking this would be the last night I slept under this roof. I got up and walked to the corner store that I had been to so many times in my life. Mr. Pete owned the store and worked it twelve hours a day. I remember telling Mr. Pete that I was leaving home and heading to college the following day. I told him I wanted to leave my mother a present of sorts. I asked him. Patting her reaching hand Jack climbed out of the bed."Hold on a minute babe," he answered, "I need to take a leak."Denise sat up, clutching the sheet to her chest. She opened her eyes and regarded him cannily. "Babe," she said flatly as she stared at him with one eyebrow raised, "did you just call me BABE?!?!?" Umm... yeah, I guess I did, is there a problem?" I HATE that kind of nickname. It's demeaning and cheap. I am not a baby. I'm not your babe that you put on your pin up calendar and.