She obviously wanted this to continue, but it was plain to see she wasn’t really enjoying it. This would not do. “Rebecca, sweetheart,” he whisp...red.“Y… yes, Daddy?” she replied breathlessly.“Look at me, baby,” he commanded, and she opened her eyes. It was easy for him to now see the tears she was holding back. “We’re gonna try something different, sweetie, to make this more enjoyable for you, okay?”Becky’s face suddenly was stricken with a look of fear. “Really, Dad, I’m okay now.” She was. “Oh, oh yes sorry!” I reached into my coat pocket and removed photos of my 2 step daughters, aged 19 and 21 in their sexiest dressed poses, along with naked and half naked pictures of my wife. I then produced a pair of dirty panties from all three females in my life.I watched as John placed the pictures on the dashboard and sniffed the panties in turn. I watched with growing excitement as his cock seemed to grow even bigger and harder.“Yes, slut!” He grinned. “Suck it all you want.” He. I always was extremely small for my age, but no onewould ever think I was older than I looked.I went over to Jenny and gave her a hug. I didn't know what to say to her.I know that she deceived me. I know that she has lied to me. I know thatshe influenced me to become what I have become now. I know that her talksand her example have influenced me, and it was all based on deceit and alie. Maybe it was a trick. I had every reason to be mad at Jenny, who is asissy baby. However in the last few. We'd had great sex through a long afternoon in front of the fire in the library, and Margaret had withdrawn to her bedroom. She often did this, temporary solitude seemed to revitalise her, and sometimes, when we were, so to speak run in, the evenings developed a special intensity. Normally I enjoyed these times of quiet reflection, but today my mood darkened when I was left alone, and instead of looking forwards, my thoughts travelled back.I wandered the edges of the library, the tiles nearly.