" he laughed.My body shuddered with fear. What more could he possibly do to me.He unstrapped my wrists from the cross, lowered my legs and unstrapped ...hem. I still couldn't move as I was stuck on the giant penis. He then pulled on the ropes tied to my breasts. I screamed like never before. He continued to pull causing pain to rip from my breasts through to my whole body. My upper body then started to rise from the cross. I was being suspended in the air by my breasts. My mind was overwhelmed by. The curiosity got the best of me and took one up to see her size. It was 34C”. I was just fucking around in her wardrobe noticing what kind of lingeries she had. After some 5-7 minutes, she called me into the room.When I entered the room, I was delighted. She had switched off all the lights and had put on some scented candles all over the room. It was so romantic.Actually, I had done this for my wife after our first anniversary. It was amazing to be on the other side of this gesture. The room. “Could you rub it in for me?”“Aw, honey, no,” he said mortified. “I’m your father! Can’t you ask your mother to do it?” He looked at his daughter, begging her with his eyes, willing her to walk away. He knew how weak and horny he was right now. He had lusted after his daughter for days. He was so very, very vulnerable to her charms right now. “Oh, please daddy! I want you to do it!” she pleaded, “Mom get’s all weird when I talk to her about my titties - I don’t even want her to know I asked. They loved my hard boy cock and I was happy to feed them my seed.The third time I went there I sat in the second to front row. An old man sat next to me and gave me a smile. I pulled out my tool and he wrapped his hand around it. I could tell he was pleased. He put his soft wet mouth on me and slid all the way down, but only for a moment. He came back up and promptly asked "would you like to meet my wife?" Of course I did. He told me to meet him in the parking lot. I followed him home in my car.