Then the game took a turn for the worse, she said all or nothing, whoever lost had to do what the other told her to do, I didn't want to but said OK. ... figured I lost three in a row and it was her turn, guess what, I lost a fourth time and I almost started to cry.She told me to lay on my back and I had to rub myself till I got wet. I didn't know what she was talking about so she took off her panties and told me to watch her and do exactly what she did. We both layed on the bed with legs spread. Also, his rational thinking was working its way out of his head. When he heard her moan “dad” again, this time clearly, reason went all out the window. With his last bit of will, he laid there and let her finish. Then, he rolled over and looked into her eyes. The look of fear, and something else, love maybe, was there in her tearing up eyes. “Baby, don’t cry” he told her. She just lowered her eyes and mumbled “sorry”. “Why? Why are you sorry Deb?” “OMG dad, you just listened to me. 'Oh Peter are you really sure about this, really' mum asked.'Mum just ring them up and get booked in' I told mum.So mum gave the studio a ring and booked us in for the following week, we were booked under has Mr and Mrs Jones.So we spent the rest of the day in a relaxed mood and it soon became time for me to go home and soon for my Dad to also come home.I went to the door and mum stopped me turned me around and placed her hands on my cheeks and said 'Peter before you go please let me kiss you,. While Carolyn may have been a bit more reserved when it came to the subject of sex, I was more open minded about it, and both girls knew they could come to me to discuss their love lives. It had been during one of these talks that I knew Kari was bisexual.A beautiful brunette like her mother had been in her day, Kari was five feet six, with a well-built, toned body, full tits, and a bit of bounce in her ass, and with both her sexy looks and outgoing personality, she had had no trouble getting.