’ A gentle finger traced down my cheek, stopping at my chin to turn my gaze to him. ‘No, you can’t watch yet. First you need to apologize to Dad...y.’I gasped a little.‘But HERE, Daddy?! This is in public!’‘Here, sweetheart. Come on now.’My cheeks flaming furiously, I stood up slowly and sank down in front of his seat, on the floor. As I fumbled with the buttons and zips on his jeans, Daddy stroked my long brown hair, murmuring to me.‘Yes, baby girl. You’re so good. Just apologize nicely and I. "You, you're gonna get married?" Seth asked as they headed for the house. "I mean to Caroline French?" He shook his head in wonder."Not so fast. I haven't asked her," Robert said. "Probably. I think she likes me. One of these days, I hope. Yes. Pretty soon. I hope so. I've been thinking on it." I understand," Seth said, nodding but not understanding anything."Thought I ought to talk to you first." He looked at his brother slantwise. "I mean before I asked her."Seth nodded some more,. A new, big, dark cock entered my mouth and I started gagging on its thick shaft. The knob was salty, circumcised. Felt good…. I couldn’t see the owner of this monster.‘He needs this’ said my Smoker friend.I smelt a mixture of odours. One was a familiar edgy one; amyl nitrate. The other was really welcome – a mixture of tobacco and weed, and good weed at that. ‘Be careful, man – that’s not allowed in here’ a voice told my friend.‘Just a quick drag, then’ he said as he leant down to me. He put. He liked seeing up my skirts so much, well fine, I showed him up my skirts. Now I wanted him to see me in the way I knew he wanted me, but could never have me. I wanted to spread my legs wide open and let him watch another man fucking me.” “You know that is pretty sick.” “Yeah. A sick joke for a sick mother-fucker,” she replied defiantly. “That crazy old fuck wanted me to live in his house and wear my old high school uniforms like I was still sixteen. He wanted me to act all girly and swish.