She had even watched and taken part in some of the spankings. All of the time that she was telling me this she continued to run her hand over my body....Needless to say I was finding it hard to listen to her story as my cock was reacting to her touch, despite my brain thinking otherwise. Barbara lived with Carol for just over a year before meeting my Uncle Phil and, unfortunately, there was no chance of getting the relationship that she wanted. So she put it out of her mind as just a happy. I had to be killing her inside not to be with me, and yet she knew that it wasn't her place.I felt for her. I felt guilty for uprooting her from her home, taking her away from her friends, and dragging her back and forth across the globe. We'd become as intimately close as any two people could become in ... what ... five weeks? And to go so suddenly from being my clear #1 to a distant ... what ... third? Fourth? It had to hurt.If we were to continue with our relationship, we would have to work. "Don'tworry, I will be gentle with you." She wasn't sure whether to believehim. He wasn't much more than a complete stranger to her. He pulleddown his pants and boxers and exposed his rock hard self in front of her.If she raised her self up on her knees it happened to sit exactly at hermouth level. "That's a good girl. You are doing good. Lick it."... and Idid. I got it nice and wet before I slid it into my mouth all the wayand gagged. Then I sucked some more and gagged more."Just do. They say it only takes one time, and they’re right. It wasn’t even that enjoyable because I felt guilty the whole time,” Dad said.“Why does Phil think he is grandpa’s son?” Greg asked.“Vickie and your grandpa worked that out. He had ... let’s just say he knew how to handle it. I was scared to death of what your mom was going to say. I wish I had talked to her when it happened. She is feeling hurt and betrayed for something that happened nearly fifteen years ago. She has to question everything.