She hated seeing him with such a big hard cock and knowing it was her fault. She wanted to take care of him and his needs. She thought it was the ri...ht thing to do and he was so beautiful, it was hard to resist. She drank more wine and tried some of her new, sexier thongs and bras and some lingerie she bought. She then began to get wet, she was in heat now and began to rub her pussy. “Oh, Jake, I wish you were here for your mom” she moaned out loud and she stripped off the thong and went. It certainly didn't seem out of line for young women to expect fair and equal treatment and not to be forced into the roles they were expected to play in deference to men. She loved her father dearly but he like so many other father figures in her circle of friends was much attuned to the use of the strap to correct her mistakes however well-intended they might be. Even now at the age of 22, he did not hesitate to sternly address her with the dreaded words,"Upstairs, young lady, and get those. . “Oh, Jeff.,,, Right there. More there.”“Yes, darling. Come around me. Karen.”“Oh ... Oh? ... Ahhh!”“Oh, I feel you. Ah! Damn!”... “Now I know what it takes to shut you up. I’m not sure that it’s worth it, though.”“Now! You were perfectly safe. Look.”“I wasn’t worried about that. Y’know I didn’t say ‘yes,’ don’t you?”“Well, when I gave you your choice, you said ‘no’ to one of them. You did say that it was my turn.”“And it’s not as if you had just brought me off with your hand and I’d used my. Now bear in mind that when Sam had come into the room I was face down with my face in the suitably shaped hole so I hadn’t seen what she was wearing other than it didn’t seem to be trousers. As I faced away from her and turned over I found out that she was, once again, like me, naked. At that stage, my transition from semi-flaccid to steel-hard took about the same time as it took me to mutter ‘Fuck-me!’ The fact that Sam muttered back, ‘Very probably’ - hastened the process. An oily hand.