She had these large darkened areola and soft nipples. Every page she was in a different position until I reached a point her friend had joined her.At ...his point it was too much, I was so wet that I pulled my knickers down to my right ankle but kept them looped there in case I needed them back in a hurry. I squatted up and went straight past my own wispy ginger pubes and began circling my inexperienced clitoris. It was like an on-button and with that I forgot myself and came crashing down. She stares directly at me and bites her lip. Fuck, I’m in trouble now. “What’s on your mind beautiful?” “Well… ummm… I sort of… Sometimes…” “Lexi?” “I hear you moan my name in the shower.” I freeze. What does she think? Oh god. “Darling listen, I’m so sor--” I didn’t even get to finish my sentence before she pressed her lips to mine. “Honey, this isn’t right.” “But you want it. I want it. No one has to know. Daddy, please.” She smiles and looks up at me. It’s over. She won. She had awoken. Which is what I grab first. I smile at him, “I hope you don’t mind, but I have claimed one of your shirts. I’ll get it dry cleaned and returned back to you, don’t worry.” “Hey, no worries. You can keep it, darling. It looks better on you, than it ever did me,” he kisses my forehead, before serving me French toast and hash browns. “You’re too kind, thank you. And, you can cook. How are you single?” I giggle, setting my coffee down, I take a forkful of hash browns and try them. “A man can’t. Even if I or we say we don’t want to be around her, this is your family, your rules.’ ‘I want your input.’ Mike said, ‘Call Rina. I want to talk to her. I also want to know what she did while she was here.’ Jenny and Carol nodded. Lee whistled. Ten seconds passed and Rina came into the kitchen. She was dressed in sweatshirt and shorts. She perched on a bar stool near Mike and said, ‘Ask anything. Until yesterday I didn’t know she was your Ex.’ I asked, ‘How did you meet?’ ‘She got a job at the.