I hoped I had learned my lesson.That was before I received an email from him. Attached was the video of me, but it had been edited. None of the parts ...here he had forced me were there. All you could see was me dressing myself and then begging to suck his cock, begging to play with myself and it really looked like I was enjoying it. Also attached was a list of all the contacts from my phone including numbers and email addresses.The email read;Emma,I hope you have recovered from our little. She cupped her bare breasts, her small hands not doing a very good job of covering their fleshy substance, and slowly dropped the top of her dress. My eyes widened at the site. Her freed breasts swayed and jiggled in the candlelight. Their fullness loomed large against her small frame. They were perfect tits and were highlighted by large, gorgeous aureolas that sat high on her breasts and pointed slightly upward and outward. The nipples were erect and begged to be sucked. She pulled slightly on. As she walked further into the great hall her ears were filled with he sound of laughter and music which made her frown disappear and a beautiful smile then graced her face. As she enjoyed the sound of happiness for a moment longer she decided it was time to get helping and made her way to help serve in the kitchen. When she entered the tiny kitchen she was practically attacked by the regulars of the volunteer centre who knew her mother and to offer their condolences, one of those volunteers. He pulled the sheet up over their sweaty bodies. She fell into regular rhythmic breathing and was still. He drifted off right after. They woke and cuddled and snuggled for a few minutes.They saw the clock and realized they had to get up and get ready for the day. Susan joined her father in the shower. They enjoyed washing each other. While soaping up his daughter's groin one of Mark's slick finger tips slipped up to one knuckle into Susan's rectum. She ooohhed and, "Daddy you are.