Messy Mouthfuls With Val Steele And Lilly Bell

Charlie and I took over the cooking, and though Livy had a wicked gleam that would not vanish from her eye, she restrained herself from commenting or asking questions. “This looks and smells delicious, girls, thank you again!” I complimented them, making them smile proudly as we all took our places at the table. XXX are you certain that you are really okay with it?”
“You know I’m eighteen, now. We played a bit more under the shower, but with an actual aim towards getting clean this time, soaping each other up and rinsing each other off. “Is something wrong?”
She bit her lip, shaking her head, slowly coming closer, her eyes focused on a spot in the center of my chest. “Love you, Daddy,” she purred, and this time she noticed my hesitation. I rinsed and eagerly collected my freshly minty kiss, then told her to go pee, stepping back into the bedroom and closing the door behind me.