"Mike's an artist, they've always got their sketch books with them. Anyway, I'll see him Tuesday afternoon, I'll ask him about it. Discretely, of cour...e" Why're you seeing him?" asked Susie."I'm modelling for him," said Mel, blushing."You never told me! What, in the altogether?" exclaimed Susie."Well, yes, it's all perfectly above board, it's just modelling, and the money's good too." I don't think I could do that," said Susie. "Not take all my clothes off in front of a total stranger." After. Move. He poured vitae into his limbs, but they refused to respond. Something was blocking his brain from communicating with his arms.Move. Move! He focused his mind and told it to ignore the strange vibration coursing through him. Whatever Clara had done, it wasn’t something physical. It was a Discipline, the werewolf equivalent, and whatever it was, it was confusing the fuck out of his insides. But, it also didn’t last.The vibration in his body settled, and the moment he could feel strength. I looked back at daughter and she was removing her clothes and she was standing in her wet panties. She looked as soft as her mother and was a bit wider at the hip. Her skin was pale white and her hair was darker which made her look younger than she was, and those glasses were doing it for me as well! I took her hand and laid her in her mother’s place. She was ready and took my head and pressed it against her pussy, saying, do you like the way it smells? Ohhhhhhhhhh hell yeah!!!!! She was young. Once inside their bedroom, I could clearly hear my mother crying out, “Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass!” She and Daddy were screwing in the shower.I waited for them to finish and then went off to my bathroom. I needed a shower, too, and really doubted there would be a whole lot of hot water left. I was right. I had to wait about fifteen minutes for the temperature to build up again.The rest of the weekend was quiet. Daddy took a ‘nap’ in the afternoon, and Mom and I rode his cock and gave him a.