"See, fun !" Sky tells Jenny as I disappear out of sight. "And I see what mum meant, Daddy is way bigger than the guys from college," and still more l...ughter. Sky continues, "Did you see, he was getting hard, looking at our tits Jenn ?" "Course he was Sky, Daddy gets hard all the time". "If I wasn't here, would he fuck you Jenn ?" Sky inquires. "Probably, we fuck or suck or play most of the time" Jenny replies, now not holding anything back. "When he comes back, after a little while, I'll. "My baby, with your little ass sticking out into the palm of my hand."She moved her hand back from my balls and cupped my ass. She started towork her soapy hand up and down along my ass-crack until her middlefinger grazed my secret, sensitive spot. I let out an unexpectedlyhigh-pitched yelp, and moved to grab her hand, but she suddenly grippedmy wrist hard and put my hand back over my head against the tile wall.I could have stopped her; as a man I'm certainly stronger than her, evenwith all. I was stopping over one saturday night while my parents went out. After dinner her 2 k**s, being younger than me went to bed, and me and Aunty Paula were watching tv. I remember it was the generation game and I had a massive young boys crush on Isla St Clair, the assistant. I was fantasizing about her and felt an erection growing. I had not long since begun to masturbate and had seen a cosmopolitan magazine that I thought I might take to bed with me. After the show had finished I said I was off. My ‘whore’ outfit, with nipples very evident (I had still not calmed down), fuck me heels not to mention the cuffs and collar , drew a few stares. That was nothing compared to the humiliation of standing in the dog aisle as Marsha tried leash after leash onto the collar. She had me stand with legs apart and hands behind my back . When she felt she could, she reached under the skirt and caressed me. To put it mildly , I was soaked. She finally selected a fine chair leash and leaned into me. ‘I.