Yesterday when she came home from your house, she seemed to be in a daze, walking on cloud nine. I don't know what you did to my little girl, but from...all indications, I'd say that she's in love. I strongly suspect it's with you. I wanted to talk with you and see how you feel about this situation."I sat there sipping my coffee for a while, composing my thoughts, took a deep breath, and started out. "Virginia, as you undoubtedly know your daughter's a precious angel who deserves to be. Show me.” Mouth agape he tries to think of the right thing to do. Then smiling he says “I need a fresh pair of nickers to get me proper hard. Hmmm she thinks. “OK.” and reaches up under her T to pull down the knickers she has on. They fall to her ankles and she deftly flicks them to him with her foot and they land on his cock still sticking out of his boxers. “Now show me.” he looks down at the panties and notices that they are his daughters. “These are Em's. “Oh, I didn't look before feeling. Shannon spoke softly, but the part that killed me was that she had a Scottish accent. It's hard for me to explain this properly, but I guess you could say maybe I fell in love with her voice. It wasn't just the accent, it was the whole package, her warm timbre (yeah, I looked that one up), the clear tone of it, the tiniest hint of a timid quiver. It was musical. " ... and I lived in Inverness until a week ago, when I moved here. I enjoy fencing," she shifted her weight a little, drawing my. The girls stopped tickling and stared at Tissues open-mouthed.Ms. Connor, not one to pass on a perfect opportunity, answered, “You’re right. She does deserve a spanking. But so do you for being a pathetic bald, flat-chested humiliation slut. So, here’s what we’re going to do.”She turned to the cheerleaders, “Keep her on the edge!” She commanded and the girls quickly returned to their tickling. They learned from their experience and quickly had me on the edge of orgasm, moaning as their coach.