“Could you manage looking after a three year old; as our night-nurse here at Squires Lodge?”Shelia’s eyes widened in surprise but a smile broke ...cross her lips.For the first time in her life she was being offered a responsible job; and furthermore by Mrs Carroll no less!And so, when Mrs Pamela Carroll arrived at Squires a week later, Shelia was reading a bedtime story to the toddler in the nursery.When she awakened the next morning Shelia pulled aside the yellow cretonne curtains that floated. ‘My Dad would never do that! Not my Dad! If he did, then you must have done something really wrong, something terrible!’ Sorrel reached out her hand, ‘Come on honey.’ ‘I’m not your honey! You’re not my Mom! Don’t touch me!’ Marion was so angry she was shaking. She didn’t understand. She didn’t understand anything! Hannah’s evening was complete. She’d ruined something fine, clean, and genuinely wholesome. This was not what Gwyneth wanted. Fletcher wouldn’t like this. She knew it would affect. He swallowed hard. “Nina,” he whispered. “I…can I?” Her head moved a tiny fraction, almost undetectably. She nodded. He waited another few seconds until the demon inside him took full control. Then he closed the last gap and put his lips to hers. Her eyes fluttered closed and her lips pursed around his, accepting the kiss. Their lips tumbled over one another, sucking and rubbing and doing things no father and daughter should ever do in a kiss. She tightened her hold on him, and he on her. Her. You have one hand on the belt, and the other comes to a rest on my hips, caressing me gently, calming my struggles...'shhh princess' you soothe 'Daddy won't hurt you..' you push deeper and I continue to beg, but in a quiet whisper. 'Please Daddy..' I whimper as you force your cock further and further inside..You let out a moan, a growl I haven't heard before. My ass is tight, fitting perfectly round your thick cock, like it was made just for you, and now it was yours. ..thrusting deeper I wince.