Her hair a total mess, makeup non existent. Running the water Rebecca settled in the tub for a long soak. Laying with her eyes closed Rebecca remember...d the hours of of sexual torture she received. Her nipples and vaginal area hurt to the touch. Drying off, she looked in the mirror brushing her hair. Going into the kitchen, Rebecca devised a plan as she ate. Coming to the bedroom, she checked on Kim. Seeing she was in deep sleep, Rebecca hatched her plan. Gathering several items from her drawer. When I looked through the space between the planks, to see if she were there, before calling out, I was dumb-founded to see her sprawled on the grass, on her back, with her shorts and panties holding her ankles together, and her knees pulled up and spread as wide as possible. Her father, John, was on his knees, straddling her head, his cock dangling in her face, and his face buried in her pussy. As I watched silently, she opened her coral pink lips, and sucked his cock into her mouth, raising. When we arrived at Nice we were met and escorted to a queue of fellow conference delegates, who one by one got on one of the two coaches. When it came to our turn to get on the coach it was obvious that it was full, so we were directed to the next coach that was completely empty. For some reason we were drawn to the back of the coach, so we took our seats in one of the corners and sat back waiting for our fellow travellers to embark. After about 10 minutes Julia started to stroke the inside of. “Yes, she found out about the rumor over the weekend too. She wanted to find out whether it was true.”“She never told me what you told her except that you remembered me from baseball,” I said, thinking of how she’d taken that as proof that I’d done it.She shrugged. “I told her that I’d never done that with a boy. My dad was a little surprised when I told him why she’d called.”“I can imagine. It’s not every day you get accused of having an abortion,” I nodded.“Oh, it’s not that,” she said.