I had a couple that I liked and found one that seemed to hit the spot. I looked at a few of the videos on the sites homepage and mindlessly started ru...bing my growing erection through my pants then I found a particularly naughty one that seemed to hit my metaphorical g-spot. A nice story about a father coming home from work and finding his daughter masturbating and deciding to join in. I had often read and enjoyed these stories because of there taboo and risque nature and maybe a little because. Just help yourself to anything you need."Laura raised her eyebrows."Anyone I know? Like one of those delectable girls we met for instance? Or ... maybe even closer to home, shall we say?"Frank smiled, "I try to keep a low profile these days Laura; I've retired." I understand my darling brother-in-law. Just remember that I'm not averse to a bit of 'rumpy pumpy' now and again. I'm not so old you know! Now, where do you suppose that son of mine is?" Don't worry about him," laughed Frank. "I'm sure. On the way she saw Kat leading Lexi, who was on her hands and knees, down the stairs by a makeshift leash attached to her collar; the purple strap-on still dangled from Kat’s crotch. At this sight Betty felt a twinge of guilt; she was supposed to be the responsible adult here, and things were getting maybe a little out of hand. But seeing Lexi’s contented smile, she let it go.Just as Betty Ann disappeared into the living room, the doorbell rang again. Kat led Lexi over to the door and. Ever since the day she had informed her own parents that they could stop trying to fix her up with what they considered suitable young men, and the reason why, Phoebe's relationship with her family had been strained to say the least. It was possible, she considered, that Barbara's parents had a similar reaction, and she didn't want to flaunt a lover in their face. Or, it also suddenly occurred to her, Barbara's parents might not even know of their daughter's sexual preference. It wasn't.