Preacher s Daughters Part 3
He looked up at his daughters, bewildered and confused. Kathy felt a twinge of sympathy for him. She dropped her hands from her breasts and inched out to touch his hand. It was strong and yet gentle as she grasped it. "Did it feel wrong to you?" he asked quietly, looking from one girl to the other. "No, I don't think so," Kathy replied. "Me, either. It felt too good to be wrong," Beth added. "Even though you are sisters?" His eyes searched theirs. "We love each other and that's...