At first I thought I ate something wrong again, but I can’t think of what that might have been. If I don’t get better soon, I’ll ask mom”“Ah... and that’s how mom came to be?”“No… mom wasn't born for another five years. Unless she’s been lying about her age and is really 50”“What happened then? ““The story continues on the next page. But it’s not a cheerful story.”“Dear diary, I’m in so much trouble! I asked mom about me being tired and sick all the time and she took me to the doctor. He asked me. My lubed fingers rubbed little circles around my hole then I dipped one finger inside. I already felt alittle opened up from playing with my ass earlier and although sore, I was super turned on again and wanted to please him. My finger found the ridge just inside and massaged it. I moved my lubed finger in and out of my hole and soon tried another finger. Now, with two fingers deep in my ass, pre cum began to ooze from my tip again, making my legs wet and sticky. My phone buzzed.The message. I poured myself a shot of tequila and stared at it for a moment.Through the kitchen window, I heard the jets on hot tub kick on. I knocked back the shot and headed back out onto the deck. I was afraid, but I didn't want to be left out either.Brad was already in the tub and Tim was just joining him as I came out of the cabin. Jennifer was pulling off her dress, an action which stopped me in my tracks. Underneath it, she wore a white string bikini that had tiny black polka dots on it. She had an. She’s my daughter; I couldn’t say she was too close, could I? Though my balls were starting to tingle alarmingly. My disobedient eyes scanned down her tits, her gorgeous four-pack abdomen, her shrink-wrapped mons, and her legs that are such a delicious fusion of shapes, each of them lean muscle.“We were just talking about what to do today,” I said.“I guess I’ll go and get my tits done,” said Kait bitterly.“Oh no!” I supported her. “They’re perfect as they are, you don’t want to do.