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“We need to get some tan-lines before going off to college.” Kelsey said, displaying a pale thigh that would never in a million years be anything darker than Swedish ivory. “Only thing you’ll get wearing that getup is a venereal disease.” I snorted, “Ya’ll better get in here before paying customers arrive.” “Oh, Dad!” Josie and Kelsey laughed in unison, and came sprinting across the lawn. There were my girls, those jubilant smiles on their faces, that mischievous excitement sparkling in their blue eyes. I threw out my arms, and took them into me, squeezing them like I could juice the love from their bodies. They embraced me with the same desperate love, eleven months of separation washing away in just a second. JOSIE Dad was on the wrong side of forty, but he’d aged well. At least, he’d aged well up until this point. It seemed the last year had been rough for him. His brown hair was thinning and greying, and though his face was still ruggedly handsome, it now hung from his cheekbones with a worn-out look to it. His eyes were still sharp and blue, but were now cornered with wrinkles that were more crow’s feet than smile lines. He’d always stood tall despite his five-eight frame, but now his posture was slightly bent, his well-muscled shoulders rolled amateur forward instead of thrown back to display his broad chest. Despite all this, seeing him from my new perspective was like seeing him anew, and as I ran my eyes up his body, I felt a tingle between the press of my thighs, and I knew that my desire had not been a mere perversion of the moment. I could tell just by the way Kelsey was standing as she watched him, that she felt the same. Still, we had our work cut out for us. Dad’s shack was always a bachelor’s pad, but I’d never seen it in such a mess. Beer cans littered the corners, clothes were strewn about, and the dishes were stacked in precarious ceramic towers about the sink. Everything looked to be in a state of disrepair, and cobwebs hung from the rafters like streamers. I shared a glance with Kelsey as Dad tossed garbage off the pullout couch. Something was wrong here. “I know, mature I know,” Dad said, reading our minds, “the place could use a woman’s touch.” “So could you.” Kelsey said. “Nah, I’m done with all that. Finally gave up on the dating scene and decided to try living with just me.” I picked up a bottle of lotion from beside the couch. “I see you’ve been getting along with yourself splendidly.” Kelsey sniggered. “I thought your hands felt remarkably soft.” “I’m sure your mother told you I got laid off at the mill,” Dad brushed crumbs off the cushions, “so I’ve had nothing to keep my calluses thick.” “I think Kelsey was referring to something else.” “Specifically, your nights of passion with Big Tits Lefty and Righty.” Dad rolled his eyes. “You’re both very funny. This might surprise you, but men use lotion for more than just their pricks.” “Is that so?” I extended my foot toward the couch, and stepped on a towel whose cumshot corner had been peeking from beneath it. “Don’t pull that out.” Dad said. I grinned. “Why? Because it’s as stiff as a board? Did I just find your girlfriend?” "You are a good little slut. A right-hand middle finger dug its way into Zoe’s wet pussy. My god she is beautiful. She focused on anything she could, her mother's strong Pokemorph hands kneading her ass or the feeling of her own big firm tits bouncing free as the air ran across Big Tits her hard nipples. "Wow!" The swirling water washed my load away. Deb tried to relax her cunt muscles as sweat dripped from her hair and poured down her face and off her heaving breasts. This certainly wasn’t like any sorority initiation I had been expecting. We got out of the limo and went to the back door of the limo. "We always make a mess daddy!" What did you do, again?” IF YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER PLEASE LEAVE cumshot ME A COMMENT, THANK YOU FOR YOUR CONTINUED mature READING. Anne was holding his cock in one hand and unzipping my skirt with the other. I just blew my sleeping daddy. amateur I worked out every day to stay lithe and limber, fit and trim.