He didn’t say anything for quite some time, focusing his efforts on getting himself under control. Was I too harsh? I had to be harsh. Did I have to...be that harsh? He was hurt, and as angry as I was, and as important as this was, that was killing me. ‘Pull over.’ ‘It’s okay. I didn’t think it out thoroughly,’ he said. ‘Please, pull over and park.’ He sighed and pulled over. I spoke very quietly. ‘I’m sorry for the way I said it. It needed to be said. I just wish I hadn’t been angry enough to. So the arrangements were made for Susan, Bill, Terry, Alan, Richard, Paul, and Steven to be at the farmer's field by 8 am on the Saturday. We supplied them with a large scouting tent, scout uniforms and cooking equipment. For realism we persuaded Bob my ex security manager to put in a token performance as a scout master. The story line requiring him to be called back home for an emergency, but not wanting to disappoint his six scouts he promised to return as soon as possible.The tent was. As I said earlier, we do a lot of things together, but we tend to have our best talks when we’re out in nature together. My wife likes these activities too, but she doesn’t always come with us, so when the two of us go out, we have our talks.As a dad, I guess I’m like any dad – protective of his little girl. I only want the best for my baby girl. So I’ve told her about boys, and how boys are very creative in finding a way to get into a girl’s pants. So I guess you can say I put her up on. Then I felt this is the chance and I was like, “Sure aunty, please help me,” and then she took the soap and started applying it.She applied everywhere but not my cock. My cock was rock hard and my cock wanted her hand on it. Then, in the end, she held my cock and started stroking it. I was in heaven. It felt so good.She stroked and made me cum and cleaned me and satisfied me. And then she told that she was going back to the room to work. She went back. I was just dreaming about her and I was.