With all the strange sights laid out before her, it was quite easy to do. From afar the small town had looked toy-like. Now that she was upon its outs...irts it’s character seemed more whimsical.‘Like a painting, almost, although quite surreal. I doubt very much that father would let something so strange hang within our halls.’“You must be famished, Alice,” the bishop interrupted her thoughts, his hand upon her elbow.“I am!” she replied, modestly surprised, for it had been quite some time since. Of course they were. That explained all the belligerence. But I pretended to be as gracious as she pretended to be, business as usual in the Fine household. Everything settled and smoothed over, we headed to the main hall to find the men folk. The thick oak door to Dad’s study was still closed as we approached. I stopped, stunned, as I heard voices through the door I thought was soundproof, a door from beyond which I had never heard a sound. ‘Don’t … think … never …’ I couldn’t tell who it was,. I'm feeling nervous with what she wants. I walk into her and my dads room, it's big spacious with a couch, ensuite make up table and big flat screen tv. I hear the water running. "Hello gale I'm here" Just a minute sweetie I'll be out in a minute make yourself comfortable" All I can think about is her in there with those boobs and snatch exposed. I cheekily walk over and open her draws, I see all the colours of the rainbow of panties and lingerie. The smell that wafted from that draw, a sweet. I then asked him if he wanted to get another “closer” look. His eyes immediately lit up and he nodded yes.I then asked him to go ahead and take a closer look. He immediately knelt in front of me and pulled my panties down completely removing it. Then I lifted my left leg and placed it on his shoulder asking him to go ahead. My pussy was less than a few inches away from his mouth and I could feel the hot breath over my vaginal lips. He then ran his fingers along the length of my slit and then.