Together we wiggled her little bean back and forth while she whined a tiny whine. I just knew those were good sounds. Something I'd like to hear more....Her hand held mine in place. She stiffened and strained trying to press my finger where she wanted. I held back, I was on to her game.We held in place for a moment before she relaxed. I slid my bare slippery fingers further between her legs. Molly's legs spread and allowed me to wash her all the way back to her butt hole. I had her slide down. Her fascination about his body, fuelled his own desires to show her, to share with Cindy all the forbidden fruits of father daughter sex - which he must admit to, Simon found exceedingly easy to taste. The fact that Janet was so ill for many years, needing carers twice a day and was so out of touch in the home, being bedridden for most of the time made things so easy for Simon and Cindy. As she had grown into adulthood, then living in the apartment Simon had annexed to the house, she had. “And? did you two get along? It seemed you did”. I just answered laconically “She is married.” “Yeah but the marriage is going down the drains. She is very unhappy. He is nice but it is not going well.”“What do you mean? Why?”“I have no idea. He does not really take care of her if you know what I mean. Not only sexually but also not emotionally. I always warned her but people make the mistakes that they need to make. Anyways, enough talking. Let's dance”I got a drink and danced along on my own. There was no reason for it, but Zoe loathed him on sight. He had a great smile, and was using it, but it reminded her of every oily used car salesman and slimy philandering politician she'd ever seen or heard of or read about. How in the world had he gotten this job? She looked about furtively as he continued speaking, but it didn't appear that anybody else was registering anything but approval, or boredom, or...The sight was so unexpected, so incongruous, that Zoe did an astonished.