About each minute Debbie and I would switch. After several minutes, I was the one that made Grandpa come. He moaned and kind of stiffened up. I was ab...ut to stop because I was afraid that he was being hurt when his cock spurted thick white stuff from the little hole in the end if it. We knew that it was his baby making stuff. Some flew up onto his stomach and some dripped down onto my hand. I took my hand away but Grandpa put it back and told me to stroke it some more. Soon it started to get. When, finally, Veronica's head with its marvellous covering of golden hair arrived to complete the picture there were one or two voices raised to break the silence, including one muttered exclamation from a man whom Veronica did not see or hear - fortunately for her peace of mind, such as it was by this time! "Bloody Hell! What DOES our Veronica think she's playing at! So this is the important business that forces her to ask me for the day off! I'd never have thought she had it in her! Maybe I. It was a quickie, sure, but something about dropping her pajama bottoms to get fucked from behind and knocked up was truly delicious. The fact that he had honored her pact with her "blood sisters" meant a lot to her as well. She had no trouble kissing his ass now, licking it even. She owed him everything and she knew it.For Audrey, well, Daddy was ... Daddy. She worshiped him. He was her personal god. True, he hadn't known about her until recently, but he took her with him and made her his. He. He was tall, strong with a confident bearing, with black hair that looked like a lion's mane. It was just the style my wife liked on men. She had tried to get me to wear my hair like that.We chatted some, and I didn't let on about what I had seen. At one point the conversation turned to him staying for a cold drink, even though I'm not sure who brought it up. I glanced at my wife, who was still behind him, and she was shaking her head hard. I pretended not to see, but I told him it was nice.