Then very quietly she said, "I guess you must be very sure of what this means?" We nodded. "I'm sure that we will cope with this, but be patient, dadd... is going to find this hard." We nodded.That started the irrevocable transformation of our lives and theirs. Initially talking was minimal and rather strained. Daddy didn't start to ask even vague questions for months, mom said she was talking to him though. When she was alone with us she would ask us questions, we didn't mind as she was doing. I have a good solid career, I make good money, and if I became the sole bread winner in this situation, we would do just fine. She wants to milk all she can from her career while she still can, and I can live with that, as long as it doesn't interfere with Missy's development or school. I won't pretend to be her father, or even the step father for now, BUT, I'll do everything I can to make her life happy and better." I professed to her."I have a good feeling about you. I was afraid when we got. Her hand lifted off and my cock started to lift inside my pyjamas, rising my pyjamas up like a tent. She pulled the waistband of my pyjamas over my hard growing cock then gripped it firmly before pulling my foreskin as far back as she could and proceeded to wank me off. I lay still, petrified in case I embarrassed myself by coming but the touch of a woman’s hand had me on the edge of blowing my load. Her thumb found my cock end and started to massage my pre cum in to the smooth head, that was. Through their furious kissing, they would moan together and at each other’s mercy. ‘Enough teasing,’ she thought to herself, and with that she aimed carefully, slowly lowering her hips until she felt his dick poke the tip inside her hole. He really was big, already she felt her pussy stretching just to let him in. She slid down further, feeling her body engorge his dick. “Wow,” she managed to moan. She'd done this so many times, but each time the size of his dick would surprise her. She would.