She reached down to show her pubic hair but Brian grabbed her wrist.‘Stop it! This is just a crush Molly- you need to stop flaunting yourself at me!...I may not be your father- but I’ve treated you like a daughter all the same- and this is wrong -perverse.’ He let her go and reached into the fridge for his whiskey.‘It’s not perverse at all Brian’‘Stop calling me Brian’ he said before drinking a shot.Molly walked up behind him- putting her arms around him and feeling his stomach muscles once again. Now I'd have to interact with Mom before I could get out the door. Unfortunately, my crotch tripod still had a mind of its own, so I tried to readjust myself to a less obscene profile before seeing my mom. I crossed the living room and headed in the kitchen.As I stood in the doorway I saw Mom struggling with something in the sink."Morning mom, what's up?" Oh! Mark! You startled me! What are you doing up so early!"I hadn't been out of bed before noon since coming home and had not been subjected. "AHhh yesssss..." I yelped.Mark hunkered closer, his cock bobbing and oozing. I felt his fingers touch me, clumsily at first, but my responses quickly taught him what was right.The pleasure intensified until I was a vortex of blissful sensations, writhing and whimpering, Sarah massaging my womb so that I was dizzy with the intensity of sensation, shoving herself up me as Mark played on my clit like an instrument."We're going to give her an orgasm Mark ... smack her clit now ... harder ... don't. What size did you say her tits are Paul" 34FF" I replied"Very well. I look forward to seeing them and her tomorrow"I went home, had tea and said to Julie that we would be meeting somebody tomorrow. "That was quick" she said. "Are you sure this wasn't already planned" she said with a knowing look in her eye."No love" I said. A little white lie there."Where are we going?" You.ll see tomorrow"Saturday 2.00PMOur taxi pulled up at the pub.I had described the major to Julie by now I told her that he.