"Daddy, relax. It’s all alright. Emma explained it all to me." "Emma explained what Kelly? Please tell me what she said" "Why don't I just show you ...hat I told her”, Emma said from the side of the bed. “What on earth is going on here Emma?” I asked again, this time a little annoyed. As I started to sit up, Emma jumped on the bed, on the other side of me so that I was sandwiched between the two girls. Emma pushed me on my back and covered her mouth with mine, shoving her tongue into my mouth,. . well ... you.”“I’m a prince of a fellow,” he said. He jacked his cock slowly, almost as if he wasn’t aware he was doing it.“I didn’t come here for this,” she said.“I’m aware of that.”“So I shouldn’t allow it,” she said.“That’s one way to look at it.”“Are there other ways to look at it?”“Can I ask you a question?”“Yes.”“First, let me say something. Then I’ll ask. I’ll be honest. I’d love nothing more than to put this in you and hear you have an orgasm while I loved you with it. I’ll keep being. I heard the garage door open and a couple of minutes later, steps approaching up the stairs. She had definitely seen the picture message. Normally when she knew I'm home, she usually called out to say she's home, but on this day, she did not say a single word.As I heard footsteps coming up, I felt a surge of adrenaline and my body shivered. I was still fighting my nerves and trying not to panic when the door opened.Our eyes met. I'm sure I was looking more like a quivering chicken and not a hot. What’s a thirty-five year old father of one doing with a twenty-four year old, I thought to myself. The warm wind blew in, causing her hair to fly. I sat on the side of her admiring her beauty as she slurped on a drink she was holding in one hand. My attention went to my pants pocket as my phone vibrated. Message from Marcia 2:15 pm : This is really unlike you, Richard. Please, call me when you get this.Maxine motioned with her lips that she was sorry. She immediately knew it was Marcia. Our.