He stands there, his hands behind his back and his pants around his ankles. I turn back around and look right at the outline of his bulging cock. I do...’t want to. I can't help it. My hand takes on a life of its own. I reach up and touch his bulging thing! It’s warm! He only looks down at me. I take my hand away and I say, "OK, get on your hands and knees."He looks at me confused but he gets on his hands and knees. I rub his butt with my hand and Mark looks back at me smiling. I don’t know why I. His daily grind left him no opportunities to date anyone, so he just masturbated in the shower to relieve himself of his need. It was the way things were, so he accepted his plight. He sometimes watched porn movies, which was the closest thing to sex he had since his wife was alive. Now here he was a few feet away from his moaning daughter who was oblivious to his presence. His range of emotions were from mad that his daughter would break his trust in him, to sad that his baby girl wasnt a baby. " "Sure I know. But I'll make a bet with you, Cindy. I won't use anything else - other than a suitable gag, of course - and if you can wiggle out of them you get to script all our bondage games for the next four months." "And if I can't wiggle out?" Cynthia asked challengingly. "Then I get to run them for the next four months, fair?" "Fair," Cynthia agreed after a moments thought. "But you only get to use the chains, right?" "I only get to use the contents of this package," Liam agreed. "All. Take a picture of you as you look today. The boys will go crazy over you." "Well professor, are you going crazy over me now?" "Of course," he said. "I wouldn't be much of a man without noticing how lovely and sexy you look." "Thank you Professor." she replied. "Look, after lunch, there's something I want to show you but I left it in the car." After the bill was paid, they walked to her BMW and she asked him to get in. Sandy drove around for a few minutes before she parked the car in a secluded.