When they finished, Briana looked at the four men and said, "We just turned your threat into a spice that is acceptable to us. Now let's go to somewhe...e you can tell us more about yourselves and who sent you." None of the four men realized that they had heard Briana telepathically as she had also spoken verbally.The boxes holding the men were stacked onto a trolley and covered with a heavy cloth. A box containing their clothes was placed on top. Once everything was out of the room, two. She was startled and almost jerked her head up to look but Dad's hand pushed her deep down on his cock holding her as she gagged on him. My tongue traced her labia along the outside as I kissed her sweetness the whole time. She managed to turn some even with Dad holding her and looked toward me. She could not see anything beyond my legs and ass bent over the edge of the couch and my head was buried between her legs.The more I licked her, the wetter she became and soon her buttocks were bouncing. Maybe it was because I just let her cry on my shoulder back in August and didn’t do anything other than hold her. It’s possible she wanted to tell me then, but I can’t be sure. What I am sure was that the only way she COULD tell me is if we were intimate first.”“Another seriously damaged girl who came to you for help, and you found a way to help her,” Kara said.“Yeah, but why does it always have to involve sex?” I sighed. “Seriously, there was no need for her to do that.”“Who?” Jessica asked.. "I realize this isn't some kind of relationship." "It's just sex. Really fucking good sex...but still, just sex." "Yeah," I said. "But I assume you were less than enthused about sharing Grandpa with Liz, right? And you did have to sometimes, didn't you?" She looked at me softly. "Okay, you've got me there. But the point is, I did share him. True enough, I didn't love having to do that. But I did, and I didn't try to give my father guilt trips about it. We were meant to share, Frank." "Duly.