She waits impatiently.Nicole tries to reach for it, but she pulls it back, “You’re not spilling that on this dress, sweetie.”Nicole chugs the dr...nk down which despite its initial minty sweetness, leaves a bitter aftertaste. She makes an gloop face, but swallows it down and trades the empty bottle for the white dress. She isn’t able to hold it for long, because another woman takes it, while a third puts a sheet of wax paper over her face. She starts to panic, but pulls herself together and lets. "I want you to be happy...." Debbie said seductively. I was about to say something but she pushed a finger onto my lips. Debbie probably knew I was going to say but honestly, I wasn't sure what it was. She got on her knees and kissed me just below my bellybutton as she gently rubbed my sack. My cock was erect and it was lightly tapping against her face. Debbie kissed my tip and then opened her mouth while looking up at me. She wrapped her lips around and softly pursed them on my thick log. She. "Yeah. Thanks. We'll see tomorrow."I was toweling myself dry and had to slip down my speedos. I could feel his eyes on me as I bent down. Then John said "Oh man, sorry Billy. I guess I slapped your ass a little harder than I meant to. There's a big red hand-print on your cheek. It was supposed to be a friendly pat." That's OK."It HAD stung but I didn't want to whine about it. Horseplay the showers was nothing new.I felt him rubbing it gently. Caressing my ass. Making it all better. And he was.. You wake up and begin to think about what you need to do today. Your thoughts float to each of your daughters. Isabelle (Izzi for short) is 22, in her last year of college. She’s home for the break. She’s not just the oldest, but also the tallest. She wears her blonde hair around her upper back. She’s very intelligent and has been almost as instrumental as you at keeping this family together. You smile as you think about how she’s about to spread her wings and be her own woman.In the middle is.