He usually came over on the first night of Dad's trip to spank my mother, then have a little father daughter blow job. I kept my mother on edge the wh...le time. Every opportunity I had I would swat her bottom and remark how good it was going to be to put some color on it. Whenever she was on top during sex I would make it a point to bring her off while swatting her ass cheeks with my hand. I knew when the time came she was going to be more than ready. What she didn't know that I was planning on. I couldn't have done it without her. I probably wouldn't have done it without her.I put on the pajama top and began doing up the buttons."So? Did you help them stop fighting?"My fingers fumbled with the button I was working on. I shook my head, no."I don't think there's anything I can do to help. I don't know enough to help them. And I don't think Dad will listen to me anyway."I finished with the buttons and climbed under the covers next to Izzy. She snuggled up next to me, resting her head on. I still could not believe that I was looking at a real life shemale so I asked her if she was comfortable showing me her dick. She smiled as said okay but that I had to show her mine too. "Turn about if fair play" she said. I agreed but suggested she go first. She nervously started to strip off her clothes while keeping an eye on me to gauge my reaction. She had really nice tits not to small but not very big either. Just the kind you would usually see on a small petite girl.Her body was. Hauling her upright he hisses angrily ?Keep still? as he tapes her dirt smudged mouth. Unwinding still more tape, he throws the roll over a high branch of the oak they are standing under and secures her wrists so that she is standing on tiptoe. Standing close so he can watch her, he pulls a knife out of his boot and trails it down the front of her quivering body. Slowly, with great deliberation, he slides the blade down the neck of her tee-shirt, cutting down between her full breasts. Carefully.