Mom thrust her head back into the living room. “What are you so excited about?”“Daddy loves my new panties,” I purred.“No, I don't,” Daddy...quickly said. “I just... thought they were more appropriate for her to wear on a date than the last pair.”“That's nice,” Mom said. She headed back into the kitchen, the clatter of pots and pans echoing.I stopped bouncing in place, feeling Daddy's eyes on me. His cheeks were even redder now. He shifted on the chair as he adjusted his pants. My eyes notice the. But when I went to her room she was out cold. In the kitchen I found someone.“Grandpa? What are you doing up at this hour?” I asked.“I’m always up at this hour. I’d ask what your excuse was but from the growling emanating from your belly I think the answer is very obvious.” Grandpa Jim said.After we both finished our snacks I looked him in the eye and asked, “We haven’t used any of your condoms in a while. Do you think it’s about time we use one or two or them tonight?”His reply was just a. I could remember him from a brief meeting many years before, back then he was kinda weird, and initially his comments I put down to drinking too much, but there was something in his demeanor that shouted out loud to women, inexperience, in large dozes, unable to communicate comfortably with females and a self defecating lack in confidence, it was as if he knew he was doomed to failure, so he distanced himself and pretended he did not want to know, but in his quieter moments you sensed his. “I am determined to outdo that bitch, that so called friend of mine Peta, today. I couldn’t keep my eyes off you and your ten-inch erection. The girls and I are still turned on from watching her fucking you last week. The girls are exactly half my age,” Libby reminds me as I take in my new surrounds.All of them are dressed similarly, heels in well above the knee, black dresses, what they would wear to a cocktail party. Their tanned thighs look wonderful, on all three of them.“Would you like the.