She watched his legs part as he tapped away on the keyboard and she finally caught sight of his dick. As far as she could see, it was impressive as it...hung between his legs and over the edge of the chair. She shifted position slightly to get a better look.“What are you looking at?” her father asked.Sandy immediately raised her head, shook it, and pursed her lips. “Nothing,” she said.“Isn’t it your turn for drinks?” she asked.Her father smiled at her. He knew exactly what she was trying to do.. He reached in the cabinet and removed the camera. Aiming it at Marie he said ?Say Cheese? as he clicked the shutter on her sweaty cum covered face. He continued to take pictures of her bound and helpless at one point pulling up her shirt revealing her unsupported breasts. ?Now if you ever choose to re-neg on our little agreement I will develop these pictures and make sure they make their way into your portfolio. Also I think I will keep these earrings and this jewelry in a safe place until we. Below, she was wearing a short beige miniskirt, not altogether remarkable except the skirt was the kind of item she would usually wear only for him on a Friday when he came home. His eyes continued to roam down, running the length of her legs….Stockinged legs, and suddenly he felt that unfamiliar unease return, butterflies filling his stomach as he realised something wasnt quite right here……something didnt ring true…. He was still mulling this thought over in his mind, contemplating the idea of. But why?. Why would an old guy turn me on. Someone old enough to be my dad. Forget about it i told myself, your getting married in 2 days.Those 2 days went quickly, the days sunning ourselves, the evenings eating drinking laughing, and of course Pete checking me out at every opportunity. I had even started dressing even more revealing just for him. I had a sheer silk frock on the night before the wedding, very figure hugging, and boy did it have the desired effect. Bobs eyes nearly popped out.