I then acted like scolding him and warned that I am going to call his mom. Saying this I went near to the phone. He quickly jumped and stopped me from...going by holding my hand. I got furious and he left my hand. Then I slowly smiled and ask him, did he like what he saw. Seeing my smile he got relax and said yes aunty. I asked do you want to see them. He said yes. I closed the bed room door and removed my gown. He came near and started touching and pressing them.Suddenly he pressed them so hard. I had seen a few cocks in those magazines I’d looked at, but none of them compared to what my precious father was casually stroking. Almost without thinking, I dropped a hand to my crotch, to the gap in the leg of my shorts and found my pulsing clit. I gasped as I felt the pleasure swirl within me. My eyes, though, were riveted to the window, where Daddy was beginning to stroke himself with more purposeful strokes. Occasionally, he would throw his head back and appear to moan, clicking away at. Your service would never have believed me if I had told you anyway." I've got to get back, I have the watch to check out." You can forget that, the only thing you have to do is make sure no harm comes to me in the next three months, for that is when the shimmering occurs again." What to hell are you talking about, I think you are off your head."Just then an old woman emerged from the round house and walked towards us, gazing at the Range Rover, in awe.We walked towards her and as we got near I. I decided there was no reason to humiliate her parents by fucking Jess in front of them.I didn’t think Jess would get excited enough about getting a little revenge for their neglect to make it worthwhile. Now if it was Jonnie, and I could collar her bitch mother and chain her to a post, I’d show her that her daughter was my love and my wife, not a whore. I’m betting that after five or ten of Jonnie’s screaming orgasms, Princess would soak her panties and want some for herself. I wouldn’t touch.