"You ready, Daddy?"He curled a finger to lift her chin. "All I need to do is slip on my shoes, and ... I've told you many times that my name is Jeff. ...ou're my wife. You don't have to..." And spoil my fun – Daddy," she responded yet again, this time with emphasis. "And don't even try to make me think it doesn't turn you on to think about screwing your daughter." I don't 'screw' my daughter. I make love to my wife." Hmmm. I suppose that was making love when you bent me over that seat last night. I called my friend Doctor Günter and made an appointment for both of them. Their first appointment was set up for the next week. He would interview them together at first and then separately afterwards. In the discussion they both expressed the same feelings of anxiety that had been plaguing them for years as far back as they could remember. When he asked about their parents they both said that they didn't remember their parents. Doctor Günter asked them a bunch of questions after which he. . I felt a nudge. Opened an eye and saw the clock. 0650.“Our wedding day, Carl.”I turned to face her.“Still time to run, Sunny. But I really wish you wouldn’t.”“Not on your life, Carl Primeaux. You’re stuck with me.”“I’ve settled myself to that conclusion. Not half bad.”“Not half bad?” she tittered. “Good enough for a quickie, then a shower?”“Ma’am, you know how to wake a guy up...”She LIKES a quickie, and I like ‘em, too. Squeezed both of us into the hotel shower afterward.“Now, for the rest. Wow” as Kelly gripped my head, opened her legs wider and shoved her pussy harder against my mouth. I sucked and licked all over her virgin lips and drank her juices. Kelly was panting heavily, “Oh god, I’m going to cum” On that note I reached up and took her clit between my lips and sucked. Kelly let out a gasp of air as she withered her pussy into my face. I slid a finger inside her as I sucked again. This sent Kelly to another planet. My finger was gripped by her throbbing muscles as she.