She had a summer dress on but wanted to change into something more comfortable. Being that she did not have a change of clothes with her I said she co...ld borrow some of my clothes if that was alright. She had no problem with that so I took her upstairs to my room to find some clothes. Now my room is in the attic which has been fixed up, so there is plenty of room up there.Once we find our way up there I begin searching through my dresser for something. I find a pair of my basketball shorts and. ” Tara was sobbing hard, her hands were locked on Jim's wrists, her eyes stared in fear up at the foreboding figure tugging on her hair.“What the hell were you doing slut?” Tara was crying, her tits bobbed as Jim pulled her from side to side.“She wanted me to keep her as my slave, she doesn't want me to give her to you.” Tara 's went wide with fear as I spoke. Jim looked over at me, I could see him getting angrier by the second.“What?” Jim tugged hard on Tara 's head making her scream out. He. Obviously I said no. He must not have understood me. You’re my son and from what I saw today you’re clearly the right man for the job” he said dryly before walking back to the grill. I stood there like an idiot. I couldn’t remember the last time my father had ever paid me a compliment or if he ever had. It made me proud to know he felt that way even if he was an asshole. I smiled a little before turning and starting for the boat house. “And the next time you call me old man, you better be ready. Russ was tall and handsome and sixteen, and Cindy had had a crush on him for some time. When Russ had kissed her, Cindy's legs simply melted and it wasn't long before he had her pants around her ankles and his cock in her virgin cunt. It had hurt at first, but just as she was starting to enjoy it, Russ had pulled out and sprayed her belly with white, sticky cum. She'd thought Russell's cock had been big at the time, but now, looking at her father's mighty organ, she knew she'd been wrong. Her.