“Well, sweetie,’ her father said to Liz as she fantasized in her bed, her hands slowly touching herself down her hot body, “you can get in the s...ower if you want to. I’ll be out of your way.” He moved so Liz could get in but he still didn’t do anything to cover himself. “I’m going to take my clothes off now Daddy,” Liz said, “I hope you don’t mind.” As Liz said this she took off her skirt in one fluid motion, revealing her tight, eighteen-year-old body to her Dad. In the fantasy, Liz wasn’t. I took his offered semi hard cock into my mouth and he started to hold the back of my head. A mans hands on the back of my head while he starts fucking my mouth was a weird sensation but it was turning me on. This seemed to be happening so fast and I wasn't really sure how to handle it. As I said I had never thought about sucking a cock so I wasn't really sure of a technique. You would think it would be a natural instinct but it wasn't for me. I just started sucking like a vacuum cleaner moving. I’ll leave all the arrangements up to you.’ ‘I’m going to wear white Guy,’ said Jo, ‘is that all right?’ He leant over, put his arms around her and said, ‘You’ll be the prettiest bride ever seen,’ and he kissed her. See he was just like his father. He found the right things to say. We spent the afternoon in Arona shopping. When we got back to the boat and on the journey home I could see that Jo was beginning to consider asking Guy about tonight. She kept looking at him with a thoughtful. ..Well I'm not actually sure all whatshe wants you to do, just that I need someone to ... to...Well again I'mnot sure what is needed, exactly." Okay, Okay, slow down," she picked up the train of conversation. "I amto come to your next session for something you know not what. Am I goingto be a subject of Ilona's therapy? That doesn't seem proper. She and Ihave known each other for quite a while. This isn't some scheme of yoursis it to get us into a couple's therapy thing, is it? Are you.