The "look at" part was completely one-sided of course; none of them ever even glanced at him as a romantic interest. But as a conversation partner he ...iked to think there was a mutual appreciation. Quite often he'd end up at school late into the evening, lounging on the mats after practice with the girls, chatting about their chances of winning the next meet, what to expect on the chem exam next Friday, or why in the world the theater club had decided to do Music Man AGAIN despite the fact that. Help your daughter out.”I swallowed and reached out in a trance. I couldn't resist. I knew it was so wrong, but that just excited me more. It was forbidden. Incest. Merely thinking the word propelled my hand to my daughter's pussy. My fingers stroked her wet folds.“Mmm, that's nice, Daddy.” A shudder wracked my daughter's body. “Oh, please, please, Daddy. I need you in me.”“She needs you in her, dear,” my wife groaned. “Do it.”I shoved two fingers deep into my daughter's pussy. Her eyes. " Minerva had taken on a grave expression.Kat cocked her head, a puzzled expression on her face. "No oversight? How can the government be sure you are not crooked? That you haven't gone off the rails and start working against the Union? Even the Secretary General is subject to recall at the whim of the Parliament."Whim was not really accurate; it would take a seventy-five percent vote of the entire Parliament to recall a Secretary General. The last time a vote had reached that threshold was. I returned with fruits. He was now sleeping on his cot and I sat by his side. I peeled Apple and gave him. Each time he would bite half and other half I was taking after touching it to my eyes.During this I had dropped my pallu to my left arm. While bending forward to give him fruit my boobs were oozing out leaving nothing for imagination. He was overwhelmed by my devotion and said that very soon God would bless me with my wishes. Teasingly I asked him how he was so sure of it. Dragging me on.