She jerked me softly, and slipped out of her jacket. Under it she wore an army green tank top, that revealed her stomach. "You want me to put it in my...mouth?" she asked sweetly, stroking me softly. I couldn't do anything but nod. Her fingers were pleasing me from five different places. She giggled. "I'll give it a lil' touch." She poked her tongue out and licked the rim of my head, which made me groan with pleasure. "You like that?" "Yeah I do... More... Please." I was begging her, I felt. "We're a little disappointed in you. But, as you now know, we have faults of our own ... that has to be said..." Daddy continued, " The question is: where does this leave us going forward? No doubt, we should not have left such videos where you might see them." "Daddy, I didn't want to go through what Melissa went through losing her virginity! It was ugly. I decided that I wanted to do that with Mark, who I love and who loves me and would be nice to me! That's really what it was ... can't you. Then she typed. “Did you get pregnant when they raped you?”There was a pause. Then Lizzie wrote. “Yes.”Ana’s resolve threatened to break. “What did you do about it?” she asked.“Well, I’d planned on keeping the baby, but then I miscarried 3 months in.”“Oh, I’m so sorry.”“No worries. I think it was a blessing in disguise.”Ana pondered for a moment. “What should I do?” she typed.“Hopefully you’re not pregnant.” Lizzie responded.“Yeah.” There was a pause before she typed again. “Can I ask you. After resting for a few minutes those nasty thoughts came back and I started to remember the things that I had done to my husband and to the gardener and meter man. Such nasty things. I looked around and there was no one in site, and I had not seen anyone while I ran, or coming into the park, so I felt it was safe to express myself. I took my t-shirt off, followed by my bra, shorts, and panties. There I was naked except for my shoes and socks out in a public park. God, how great if felt –.