Just turn your chair facing me and unzip your pants. I’ll do the rest.” I assured him as I massaged the growing bulge in his trousers.“Oh god, M...ri,” Phil said. “I can’t believe I’m doing this, but I am. Oh god, do it, Mari. Stroke me. Make me shoot here in the library.” “You got it, baby,” I agreed. Phil turned his chair and unzipped his pants. I had his cock out in a instant and was stroking it, using the massage oil I had brought along.I teased the head of his dick repeatedly. He kept. We are growing stronger than ever before. But I still think of the wonder and disbelief I had that first night when you pulled my hand to your breast.”“You have an amazing memory for emotion and image. I love it.” Kate sat up and then turned around to straddle my legs facing me. She held my face in her hands so I couldn’t turn away from her amazing eyes—not that I would have. “I understand. I felt hurt, uncertain, angry. I didn’t know the depth of what I was doing. I didn’t know how much damage. He loved her- and she did turn him on- the thought of making love to her was mind blowing- but she was his daughter. He had watched her grow into the young woman she was for 12 years- he had changed her nappy for Christ’s sake. His thoughts were interrupted. Molly was standing by his side stroking her hand up and down his back.‘I know you’re not my real dad Brian’ Molly said still stroking his back- feeling the contours of his muscles through his t shirt.Brian turned and looked at her-. Once they were in the lounge and preparing to sink into a soft warm sofa, Gwen went over to the drinks cabinet. She came back with a bottle and two large brandy glasses."Perhaps I shouldn't have been so hard on you on your first day. Have a nice brandy, Harriet - you look terrible! This is the present I was talking about - very old cognac indeed!"Harriet knew what a fine brandy it was and tried to savour the bouquet, but she was so in need of its fiery warmth that she swallowed the precious.