Time alone with Jen was like worship to a little goddess, folded hands of gentle love and reassurance upon her chest his form of prayer As the month p...ssed, so did her fears, and he could see happy expectations growing in her as large as her belly soon would be. For Fiona, a devoted kiss upon the lips whenever time allowed. He would not forget her, no matter what. She already knew that in her heart, but those little insecurities always plagued him when he least expected it, even if her soothing. “Come now slut, you know the rules.” He pulled hard on my restraints, which lurched my arms up and they hung above my head; I was helpless and oh so horny. He moved behind me to the table of toys, sounds filled the air as he was looking for the thing to keep me quiet. I felt the heat from his body behind me, he stepped closer so I could feel the fabric from his clothes on my back and his strained hard on from his crotch on my buttocks. Moving my hair out of the way, he reached round and. What Heather and I did, the line that was crossed. It couldn't be uncrossed. I was hard as a rock, of course. But I was worried about the psychological fallout from Heather seeing and hearing her dad in such a debased state.How badly did I fuck up my daughter last night, I thought, heading to the bathroom. When I pulled my still half-erect cock out to pee, Heather's G-string fell out of my underwear. What the fuck? I shook my head, trying to remember if I had stuffed those into my underwear. I was very surprised at the reception I received, each of them treat mewith respect and some deference, seemingly on their guard watching me asmuch as I was watching them.The first group I met were the German, Swiss, Swedish and Polishmanagers, they were talking in German but switched to English when Ijoined them, I answered in German telling them that I was fluent and ifthe wished we could converse in German, but they all could speak fluentEnglish and continued to use it.Two for them were in.