He can tell things arent good at home if Im here. Is she okay? he asks, trying to make it sound casual. Its not that easy, Daddy… I think. Shes drun..., and the house reeks of dope & Jim Beam. Does that qualify as okay? I ask, sarcastic. He pulls me out of the chair to give me a hug. I love getting hugs from Daddy. Hes so big and warm, and I feel so safe with him! Im so sorry this has to happen to you, Jazz. I hope you can forgive me… he trails off, his hands running lightly over my back. Oh my,. Yeah, I bet, with this limb that's sprouting I get it, she said as she squeezed it through my pants. I placed my hand on her thigh & she spun the seat towards me, sending my hand up under the skirt and to a very wet pussy. I think we've established mutual interest, ready to follow me to my place? Yes I heard my self say as we stood & headed for the door.She got into a blue corvette & I followed her to her apartment. Once inside, she turned to face me, so you wanted to taste my lips she said as. "She might have let me fuck her first," he thought. He followed her. "On the chair, here, please," he said picking up Ilsa's discarded dress and underwear. She sat down.Cleg tied her wrists to the heavy arms of the chair using her stockings. She yelped as he pulled the knots tight. Clegg was less than sympathetic. He pulled them tighter still.He tore two strips of cloth from her dress and used them to fasten her ankles one to each of the two front legs of the chair. With Ilsa helplessly bound,. Sophia reached down and turned her vibrator up a notch while she stared longingly at the pictures that passed by her eyes. For some reason, she found that it aroused her to hear the sound of the buzzing become muffled with the trembling phallus inside her. Occasionally the pleasure would overwhelm her and she would close her eyes for a moment. However, the fear of missing one of her favorite photos would soon jolt her eyelids back open. Though she used her hand to push the vibrator into.