No matter how hard you try, you cannot pull your hand away."Steve enjoyed watching Helen's frustration as she tried to disconnect her hand from her he...d. This was even more amusing than when Jake did this in high school. It was difficult for Steve to keep from laughing out loud."OK, OK, Helen. The glue has magically disappeared."Helen's wrist shot up suddenly as the invisible glue that was holding it went away.Quickly, Steve added, "Let your hand float gently down back to your body." He watched. ”“He does?” Chloe lifted her face from her hands. She sniffled a few times, her sandy-blonde hair spilling about her face. “You’re not mad, Daddy?”“Of course not,” he said. “But, uh, I mean, you’re naked. Maybe you should get some clothes on.”“Your women can be naked around me all they want,” I said. “In fact, don’t look at Chloe. If you want to ogle one, stare at Bryana. She’s a slut.”“I am a slut,” Bryana said.She rose from the floor with that grace she’d shown doing her strip show Her belly. I was getting dressed in my comfortable blue denim shirt and jeans, when the phone rang. It was Mark, ‘He told me that he didn’t know when he would be home, probably not until late.’ I hung up the phone and started getting undressed, I was just going to stay home. No, I should go out and have fun I thought. As nasty thoughts went through my mind, I started getting dressed, for a night out on the town. First I put on my naughty little silk thong and my black see through lace bra. Then I put on. Liquid heat pooled in my groin and with a whimper, I arched my back, pressing into the palms of his hands. "Oh, yes, Daddy," I sighed into his mouth. "Play with my tits."As he drew away, Dad licked my lips and repeated his question as his finger tips lightly caressed my nipples, "Who are you fucking, Puss?" That's none of your business, Daddy," I said.Angry sparks lit his eyes and I winced as he suddenly pinched both nipples hard. "You just don't learn, do you, little girl?" I'm a bad girl,.