Bring it over here.” Dan went to the side of Jill’s bed and pulled his cock out through the slit in his pyjamas. “Jeez, Daddy, it’s so big and...hard!” said Jill in a quiet little voice. She turned on her side to face Dan and reached up with one hand to stroke his shaft and to finger the tip a bit. Dan’s cock somehow became even bigger and harder upon feeling his daughter’s cool, thin fingers on his dick. Jill gave a soft chuckle. “Poor Daddy’s dick! It needs some affection.” She propped her head. "John, if you don't feel you can keep your head in the game, we'll find someone to get in your car." No, I'm OK," I said. "We've talked about this; we agreed that if something happened to one of us, the other was to keep going."They had towed my car back to the pits, and I walked to it. I put my helmet back on, going through the motions, but feeling nothing. I climbed in, strapped in, hooked up my radio, and told them to start me. I screamed out of the pits, and within ten laps, I was within. I had known of such things only from hushed, giggle filled conversations with my friends, huddled around to share our most intimate thoughts. They had not done it justice. Soon I began to adventure online, dirty chat rooms (where I might have been the only real girl), story sites, always remaining anonymous. I loved the dirty feelings it brought up with in me, a release from my structured, clean, ambitious life. I explored farther and farther, until I got here, surrounded by peoples and still. When the Master wakes up he can decide what to do with him." I said.Tracy and Helen both nodded but I could see that they were not entirely comfortable with this as well.The criminal was quickly put into the back seat beside the Master with a liberal amount of zip ties around his wrists and ankles that Tracy had pulled out of the trunk where Master had put them along with a large box of tools."We shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't have knocked him out. I should have just taken the wallet.