“Joe can you get their bags?” Mom was still holding onto Allie, as if she were afraid she’d get away.“Mom, we brought so much, we need to help...Joe,” Allie said as she walked over to get a bag. Maggie got a bag too, and I got the rest as we walked inside the house. I made two trips, and carried all the bags upstairs to Allie’s old room while they sat at the kitchen table and talked.When I got back to the kitchen, I walked up behind Allie’s chair and put my hands on her shoulders. Mom looked up. For some reason, he had always had a thing for painted toenails. She had the prettiest feet he had ever seen. Following her inside, she showed him around her small house, then led him to the patio, where the cheeseburgers were almost done. He sat down at the table, and they ate. She made him feel at ease, and the more they talked, his sense of humor kicked in. He had her laughing at his jokes, and both made fun of the campy horror flick that Christy had picked out for them to watch. Even though. She reasoned it's better for the girl--and I agree--to learn sex from those who love her." You say you agree, Daddy. Then what about me? I'm two years older than Sharon." And your body is much more mature and beautiful. Are you interested in learning about sex with me, dear?" Yes," she replied without pausing to think."I'm very pleased to hear that, dear. I love you very much and I'd love to teach you. Tomorrow's perfect for it. It's Saturday. Dean will want to go to the movies, and we'll have. She laughed at that and said, "I love the way you go out of your way to make me feel like my own shit doesn't stink!"But she did stink, and I loved it. I craved it. I looked down at her ass, which was quite moist from her body heat. Her fragrances were so strong. I held her ass cheeks apart with my hand and pressed my nose into the crack. I sniffed very loudly and moved my nose down until the tip pressed slightly into her asshole."See what I mean!?" she laughed. "You're my bitch, aren't you? I.