I could tell he just wanted to scream. "Get a shower and have some rest, you'll feel better for it daddy." I gave him a cute, girly smile. I knew he ...iked it when I called him daddy; it reminded him of when I was young and was his little girl, it's the same reason he still calls me sweetie. However, my dad didn't know I had now grown up and, though I wanted him to be happy, at the moment all I could think about was tonight. Besides, what daddy doesn't know won't hurt him. Dad nodded in. I was early into my wank and I heard a noise, I turned to my right and there was daisy bending over grabbing some clothes out of the wardrobe. I lay there, the covers were completely off me and my cock was fully on show. She turned round with a few clothes and looked at me, her face dropped. She’d walked in so casually she hadn’t even noticed me, but now she’s looking straight at me. We both reacted, I covered my 8 inch cock as best I could with my hands and daisy dropped her clothes, froze. Her bare bottom barely covered by the material, and Her breasts free inside it, She sat in the middle of the bed mentally preparing Her speech. Craig came out of the bathroom, stripping off his shirt. He tossed it into the hamper and turned, catching Her sitting on the bed. He could clearly see that she was dressed provocatively, and he smiled and growled as he moved toward the bed and Her. Ida giggled at his growl, She did sometimes like the ‘he-man’ growl he used, but She put up Her hand and. .. what? To be a slut. To do unspeakable things with strangers. To abandon everything about who she was. She was a person of a certain age and position in life and she would no more ... with a man she didn't know than she would rob a bank.But then there was the dress she had bought. Why? What use would she ever have for such a dress? To be buried in and give them one last surprise, she thought bitterly. Or first surprise, rather.She had a sudden urge to try it on, even though she had seen it on.