One of the things I did was to ignore my guns and to draw my bowie knife. I may not be at instructor level, but I was damned close. Both of those fool... were dead men if I could get close enough.At this point, my friend, the dealer, stuck his head out the door, and he, too, received a welcome with pistol shots. They were damned fools—neither one had moved away from his original position. Hell, this might be easier than I had expected.I stayed bent over to provide as little silhouette as possible. Tell me how much you love fucking me, daddy," she pleaded."Oh baby, I love your pussy. I can't believe I'm actually fucking my daughter. The one girl in the world I'm not allowed to fuck and here I am fucking her on my living room floor. I love fucking you baby and you are so much better than your mother ever dreamed of being." Jackie's eyes rolled back in her head as her father's words washed over her. In a distant world she could feel his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, the thrilling. You can't imagine my excited delight when Dad and Sandy came back from town with only food and drink. Apparently Sandy couldn't find a tent she liked and had said that instead of buying a crappy tent she'd rather bunk with -- me not that we where getting long so well -- but she just didn’t want to waste the money.I was so happy I almost fainted.That night I almost gave myself away, I was in such a hurry to turn in. Mom asked me if I felt okay, she noted that I was acting funny. I told her that. What do say?'Carol smiled. 'What do you have in mind?'I downed the rest of my drink and put the glass on the counter. 'Let’s go get you a new outfit then have dinner at that Italian joint on 7th street.''You mean the one Chris has been trying to get us to go to?''Yeah, that’s the one. Let’s go and we won’t tell her. It’ll be our little secret.'Ten minutes later we met back in the living room all dressed for a day of shopping topped by dinner.Now I have to say that buying clothes for women is.