Maybe feel her up. Yeah, I know I'm whipped. It's hell doing what your girlfriend wants.Life was Goo... Well, I didn't want to use the G-word. It seem... like every time I thought life was... well, you know, then life would come crashing down, and Tami and I would be out of it for months at a time. Not this year.Every night we weren't at football, Tami and I would take an evening walk around the park, or to the store, through the woods, or some combination. Sometimes Robbie was with us. Or one or. “ah, I didn’t think of it that way, well dude I got to get going, have fun at home”. “yea like I’ll have any fun staying home with my sister”. Ryan left and it was me and Katie for two weeks. How fun, I get to stay with the person that sold me out.I went back up to my room and surfed the internet for about an hour or so then went back down stairs. I went in to the living room and Katie was sitting on the couch. I walk over and sit down on the opposite side of the couch to watch some TV. “Why. Thrusting forward, he aimed his prick-head at the hole of his daughter's pussy. The tip of his cock breached the mouth of her cunt and he shoved again, this time sending the first inch or so of his prick-meat into the incredibly tight circle of her cunt-muscles."Oh, Diane!" he gasped, nearly losing consciousness because of the grip her cunt put on his prick. "God, you're tight!"Diane didn't know if that was good or bad, so she said nothing. Whether her cunt felt good to her dad, or not, did not. They only had tea at home, but all three wanted to try the Seattle thing—a latte. I debated about how strong to make their coffees, but decided that they wouldn’t really know what coffee was like if it was just a flavoring for their milk, so I made them plenty strong, but mixed decaf with the regular shots so I wouldn’t overload them.All three were dressed in much the same way that Wendy had been. They had long T-shirts on. I had a feeling that they wore nothing else as I could see both girls’.