"Daddy, can we talk for a little bit?" I asked."After dinner baby girl, daddy needs to take a shower," he said."Ok daddy. I'll have it fixed soon," an... I went into the kitchen and started to prepare dinner. I could hear the shower running for a long time before the water finally shut off.Soon we sat down and ate dinner. Daddy had a few drinks with his meal and seemed to be in a better mood."So what did you want to talk about baby girl?" he asked."Well daddy, I want to talk about sex," I stated. She stood up and facing me she straddled Chris. "This is gonna feel so good inside me babe. Can u see". "Yes babe. It looks amazing" I replied. Rachel lowered herself down until the tip of Chris's cock was touching her wet pussy lips. She grabbed hold of his cock and rubbed it against her clit.She looked up at me as she sunk the tip of his cock into her pussy. She lifted back up as she looked at me. Rachel was actually teasing me. She sunk back down onto his cock a little more. She could see me. Tears were streaming from hereyes. She was crying, she realized. She didn't know why. Emotionalrelease, maybe. Tammy used to cry, sometimes, after sex, but she alwaysclaimed it was a good kind of cry. Right now, that was what it felt like.Her jaw was in pain, her body felt exhausted. She just needed some timeto get back in balance."Daddy?" she said, looking up. 'John' understood intuitively, and liftedher up towards him."I love you, sweetie. You know that, right?" She knew, but could only nodas. He asked me if I was short of money and I replied in the affirmative. He then made a suggestion that had me open mouthed! He offered me £20 (approximately half a week’s wage then) if I would strip off and masturbate until I came, while he watched and he promised he would not touch me. My first instinct was to tell him to fuck off but £20 was a lot of money then and as they say beggars can’t be choosers. He assured me no one else would find out as discretion was his middle name. After a few.