"How was your trip?” she murmured sleepily into the pillow. “It wasn’t bad… but you weren’t with me,” Jeremy whispered as he slid his col... hands gently up the t-shirt she was wearing, cupping her breasts and causing her to smile and moan softly with a shiver. “I need my little slut, it’s been too long,” he breathed huskily, slowly rubbing her chest, dragging his fingers down her stomach until his hands gripped her hips tightly and she was grinding against him. Marisa felt his hard manhood. "And so after everyone left," Linda said, "we basically did Henry the way we just did you." Oh, yeah?" I said. They were both smiling, proud of their conquest. I was beginning to get a sense that Linda was definitely the dominant one in their relationship, and I was eager to see where all this was leading. I knew she was the dominant one in whatever this was that I had with her. And the way things were going, my attitude was 'lead on!'"Oh, baby, we've done this before," Linda admitted. I had no. It would be tricky at that point.We needed to connect Dad's impressions of his daughters as seductive women and their willing submission to my dominance over them sufficiently to overcome his natural revulsion toward incest and his natural protective inclination over his 'baby girls.' That would be a major hurdle and we would really have to play that one by ear.Finally, we had to show him why this was all so important. I had prepared the redacted copies of Mom's emails and text messages. These. After I putting on my socks and shoes I went back downstairs. Going tothe office I found Rob staring a computer screen that was flashing pageslike a strobe light.I said, "Rob, take a look What do you think?"He looked up and just said, "WOW! You look great."I smiled and said, "thanks. I'm hungry and going to find something to eat. Do you want anything?"Rob looked at me kind of funny and then smiled, "Yes. That would begreat."I went to the kitchen to see what I could find. In the fridge I found.