" I prompted him. He looked at me, a little nervous, but he wanted to, bad. "Go ahead." I tentatively reached out his hand, and touched my clit. I shi...ered in pleasure, and closed my eyes. "Touch it more." I said. He did. He licked his finger and started rubbing my clit. Ohhh, it felt so good. I moaned a little louder. My dad was touching my clit. It turned me on so hard.He then knelt his face down next to my pussy. He started kissing my thighs. He kissed the right one, the left one, the mound. He loved eating and fucking her.He never fucked his wife any more with her sagging tits and hairy cunt. She didn't like oral sex and he craved what she would not give him. He liked the young tight pussy in the other room better than her stretched cunt any day. One day she told him she was leaving him and he could keep the girl as she wanted no responsiblity at all. This was a dream come true for him as now he could fuck the girl day and night. He was going to fuck her in every room of his. It was as if we found the whole house in the middle of some giant hydraulic press. My father stalked around the house that Sunday night growling at the walls and ceiling. He raised a closed fist at my sister when she asked if he wanted a beer, scaring her so badly that she ran up the stairs crying.Mike was no better, he moaned about his injured arm, which was going to need surgery to repair his damaged elbow. He seemed to want to visit one of his friends. When I offered to ride over with Mom to. " I start, but she interrupts me"Just don't. Don't say anything"In silence I continue grooming her. I apply her makeup. I apply cover to disguise the bags under her eyes, a tell tale sign of a sleepless night. She kisses me, and I kiss her back. Soon she is ready, nude, except for her white pumps; we walk down to the kitchen for breakfast. Vicky has difficulty sitting down; her pussy is all swollen, so she kneels instead. She is wearing a white silk slip today. Candy is, unsurprisingly, not.