‘I love you daddy,’ Ayla whispered as she leaned over to give her father a hug. ‘I love you too Ayla,’ Peter replied with a kind smile. ‘Now... go home with your fiancee and start practicing to make those grandbabies. Just practice,’ Peter instructed. Ayla choked on her laughter, kissed her father’s cheek and headed back for the hall. ‘Well?’ Abby demanded. ‘He seems fine, told me to go home with Shane and just practice at making him some grandbabies,’ Ayla answered, her cheeks pink. ‘Just. He had some interesting things to say, but most of them had nothing to do with you or this case. One of the photographs was of me and Bob having dinner. I've known for some time that he's been watching me. I'm not sure why, but it's some game he's playing. He said he's already picked his next playmate, and that this time she will come to him voluntarily and I won't even try to stop her when she does. The other two photos were solo shots, one male, one female; each one had a name on it, your. .” he sighed. “I ... I just need more.” Finally he unzipped his pants, allowed her to service him. It was not the act of dominance it had once been. This time, it was an act of love she she was giving to him. As she swallowed his seed he sighed, “Soon, my sweet girl, soon you’ll be ready to go and make slaves for me. Then everything will be alright.But Slut knew it was not enough. She knew he had a hunger for more, and whatever the cause, he was not able to go and get him more himself.She knew. I hope it doesn’t show. I look down to find in horror that I am naked apart from my school scarf. What’s going on. I look at the ladies and their legs are now both slightly apart and I can clearly see two lovely triangles of white panty. I know I have always wanted to see this and this is the first time I see it so closely. I am feeling faint and my cock is hot and red and I can’t hide it.where is the boat going, I am lost, I am a little afraid, I start to cry. The lady on the left comes.