Paul leant onto the shoulder ofthe man's black jacket, deeply inhaling the smell of cigar and wine, andgently rested a hand on his lap.Then the film b...gan. The soundtrack was of quiet, slow, throbbing bassmusic which still allowed other sounds to come through. It was of awedding- the "bride" was the very same dark, beautiful boy whose picturesPaul had loved so much in the magazine he'd found on his first night inthe Manor. But now he had glossy, blonde hair, carefully coiffed up andgathered. Folded into a neat little package was Enzos Nicky’s baby pinkcotton knickers. Jessica could feel the moistness between her legs, shereached in and picked up panties, she felt the softness of the cottonbetween her fingers. Jessica pictured Enzos Nicky, a fresh young blonde withbudding breasts, a tiny waste, and long majestic legs, slipping out of thepanties and putting on her swim suit. Jessica sat down on the bench andunfolded the knickers, she turned them inside out and just as she. .. Beep ... Beep ... Beep...I wanted to die just so that noise would go away, but then I remembered how quiet death is, and the never-ending loneliness that goes with the silence, and reconsidered.Beside...If the beeping thing was torturing me, then I wasn't dead, right?Let's see...Arms?Check.Legs?Check. Right leg hurts like fire, but it's definitely right where I left it.Fingers and toes?Check and check-check.My chest hurt like someone used it to light off fireworks. The burn was going to be a. I looked down to see my dad jerking off and whispering.. "Ooh yeah babygirl.. Mm.." I started to get wet, knowing my dad was jerking off to me! I slowly began to rub my own clit as I watched my dad. Soon enough, my dad was cumming. I heard a loud grunt and a final "Ah". i knew I couldn't wait any longer and tonight would be the night. After dinner, my dad went back to the couch and turned on the TV. I washed the dishes and went straight to my room to change. I shaved my pussy, to make sure it.