” She unzipped my fly and pulled my penis free. “Mmm,” she purred. “Now, we’re doing to have some real fun.” I pulled the skirt of Tina�...�s dress up and revealed the globes of her ass, crowned by the V of her crimson thong. I didn’t think I could get more aroused than I felt at that moment. But there was more in store. I pulled her panties aside and stroked her lips. They were slick and swollen. Tina breathed to me, “Touch me between my slit and my ass. Very lightly, tease me.” My middle. Jane removed her dress to stand in lacy bra and knickers and stockings.I must have looked confused so Pete came up to me and led me to the settee. I sat down without complaint and my jeans and pants still around my ankles. He knelt down and pulled them off. He pushed my legs apart and leaned forward to place his stubbly chin on my sopping wet expectant cunt. He rubbed it up and down just like he had done with Jane and I was squirming with the pleasure/pain. I was gushing again and he started to. He slowly tied the other end of each rope to a corner of the bed, I heard him say softly “It really is too bad this isn’t a four poster bed, but we’ll make due” and I let his words create an image in my mind of four columns of wood, the kind with the ball on the top. He made sure that I had some movement of my arms and legs, not enough to touch anything but enough to keep any muscles from cramping. This wasn’t about pain, this was about deprivation. He whistled softly, some tune I didn’t. Just trust me on that.Of course you’d say that. You’re my dad.Del just sent her a smile emoji, trying to be cautious about saying more than he should. For some reason, it was easier to text a conversation like this than have it face to face. Having to look into his daughter’s deep, brown eyes always turned him into mush.After a minute or so of no messages, he finally texted: Father or not, trust me, baby, you’re seriously hot.The second he sent the message he regretted telling his daughter she.