“OK, But only if you’re sure Honey.” We turned around and made our way back to the campsite, where Paige was just beginning to plate up the fini...hed stir fry.“Looks great, Paige,” I commented. “Hear hear!” Shouted Dad. We all sat down to eat, in the same seats as last night. Paige had her legs spread wide, and aimed her landing strip-clad pussy at me. As we were nearing the end of the stir fry, Mom broke the silence.“Paige?”“Yes?” she responded almost instantly.“Your Father, Matthew, Fern and I. With her hands she spreads her pink full pussy lips open as wide as she could. She wanted to make sure daddy got a good look at the rare fine that she was offering.Licking his lips daddy inserted himself back inside her. “Oh baby daddy is gone make that pussy talk to me tonight.” he said as he started to give her a good pounding. Susan had been with older men before, but I don’t think she had ever encountered anyone like daddy before. Because once my old man got going, getting him to stop could. It was summer so she was wearing an old yellow and white light dress of a cousin, which was quite a bit too small for her. If she'd grown up with any female companions would have known was indecent, stopping as it did some way above her dirty knees, and hugging her thin but womanly hips. She had tied her long brown hair back in two thick braids to keep it out of the way during work, and tucked any stray hairs behind her ears to stop them falling into her pretty brown-eyed, freckled face. Pa was. She was now coming to terms that she could not shake free of her past. "Grandpa, I'm going to move," she said as the old man sucked noisily at her now plump chest. She had settled on the couch when she had come home from school, to watch some T.V. She did not protest when he joined her, tugging her tight shirt up in order to expose her large breasts. No longer did he hide his lustful trysts with his granddaughter, since his wife had passed away a few months before. Billi Jo moaned softly and.