"Good boy, Jason... good boy..." she said over and over. Her tight little cunt was already growing wet. All Debby could think about was the lovely fuc...ing the dog had given her, and she wanted more!After Lou had served drinks and everyone was seated, Mavis asked, "Just how are we going to go about this? You mentioned last night that we probably wouldn't be using the aphrodisiac on Mike and Lana."Lou reached over and patted her thighs. "Just leave everything to me," he said with a grin. "I. Ieven chastised myself for the thoughts I was having about my ownsister. Then a few months later, while I was staring at her pussy, shemust have asked me a question. When I didn't answer, shediscovered why. "Why you filthy-minded brother!" she exclaimed. I hung my head, waiting for the blessing out I deserved.Instead, I saw her bare feet approach my chair and the nextthing I knew she said, "Here. Why don't you have a good look?"She pulled her long robe and short gown up, put them. He would gamble that she caught his dallying gaze... but in truth, he didn't know what he was doing, he was that distraught in his frustration; and he was pleased when she left for the day, taking one last, long suggestive glance toward him before she closed the door behind her."Darling, we're having good old fashioned American steak for dinner. Does that please you? I sent Francine on a beef hunt and the girl seems to know her business."It was all like that, the entire evening. The music, the. "Lord knows, both of you have been through the ringer the last few months." "Don, I appreciate your concern, but." "No buts." He interrupted again. "Brenda and I have a cabin up by Lake Fulton. It's quiet, and secluded, but there's still some night life in town, and plenty for a kid Sally's age to do." He handed me the keys to the cabin. "You guys take it for a week. You guys need some father daughter time right now." I started to say that Sally wasn't my daughter. But, I guess for all intents.