I move Jo

"Alright sweetie," I say while nudging Jo in the lower back. She gets the picture without me needing to say anything else and slides back off of my lap. Luckily she doesn't turn around, if she did she would surely see the tent in my boxers and realize that moments before it had been pressed against her ass. Instead she goes around the island and offers to get me some breakfast. "Sounds great sweetie!"

Jenny swings back around to my side of the island, and before I can stop hops into my lap, "Yeah No, sounds great, I'll have what he's having." My still hard cock is now wedged firmly between the cheeks of Jenny's scantily clad ass. I glance down and see mostly barely flesh as only the slightest scraps of her black panties are visible around the boxer covered outline of my cock.

I direct my attention back across the island to Jo as she says jokingly, "Hey, I offered breakfast for my dad not the whole house."

Jenny leans forward on one elbow the free hand clandestinely snakes into my boxers and grasps my rod. "Pretty please 'sweetie'," Jenny says imitating one of my pet names for Jo.

"What you think you can just call me sweetie and get my Dad's breakfast?" As Jo talks Janny angles my Johnson forward so that it's pressing against her panty clad lips.

"Well we're all close, so I just figured it's like they say, what's his is mine," She gives my cock a good squeeze as she says this, "and what's mine is his." As Jenny says this last part she pulls her skimpy panties to the side runs her wet pussy lips along the back of my bare cock.

"Well what do you say Daddy? Is what's yours hers? Should I make her some breakfast?"

Hallie who's been standing on the side of the island just silently listening to the banter chimes in, "Hey don't forget me, I'm hungry too."

"So what do you say Mr. Dan? If you say yes what's mine will be yours." Jenny plops back in my lap as she says this, but not before she lined the head of my cock up with her tight teenage hole.

As she buries my eight inches in one sudden move, her hot velvety walls squeezing me right, I throw my head back and say, "Oh God yes!"

I hear the room go silent. I bring my head back down and see Jo staring at me with a very piercing gaze. She squints her eyes a bit quizzically before she says, "Okay..... I guess I'll make some breakfast then."