Going Nova ch 4 Dad s Swimming Trunks
Brie blushed and looked down at her food, knowing that she was the cause of the wetness. But Elsie merely shrugged, flipped the skirt up behind her and over the seat, and sat with her panties and bare legs directly on the cool stool. They scarfed down their food, not saying much to each other while doing so. “So,” Elsie ventured a topic, “what does your dad think of all this?” Brie blushed again, “I don’t really know. I think he’s trying not to think about it. I mean, I don’t blame him. I’m...