” He paused as if he had stumbled over his words, “I mean you are my child, but grown up.”“How do you see me when you say ‘grown up’?”�...Uh, well,” he hesitated, “You’re more woman than girl now, you have evolved into a very alluring teen, if I were a few years younger, I would explore the possibilities of dating you.”“You’re my dad, you can’t date me.”“If I were twenty years younger, I wouldn’t be your father, I’d be your lover.”His comment made me smile, “I’m sixteen, not supposed to have. To stroke him and feel how hot and hard you made him. It was like in a cartoon when one part of the character's nature stands on her shoulder telling her to do what she wants to do, and another part, on the other shoulder, tells her to hesitate. You hesitated, and she - playing the role of your 'naughty side,' I guess you could call it - took your hand and knelt with you in front of Phil. She took your fingers and, with her hands, wrapped your fingers around Phil's dick. And then Anne put her. .waiting for any need," he told Dorisand both girls knew what that meant...he was closely guarding the bothof them!Doris cleaned up Meg's few scratches then took her into the shower towash off the last of the sea salt and work out any 'kinks' heroverstrained muscles might have with the hot streams of water. Nosooner had the older handmaiden laid the youngest of them all down onthe bed...Meg was out like a light!Back on shoreMark worked hard to free the boy as the cops came into the ruined. She had beautiful brown eyes, the sort that would stop a man in his tracks, a very pale complexion which was flawless, no spots or blemishes, in fact it was much like white porcelain which was framed by long straight brown hair that went over half way down her back in length and stopped a few inches short of her shapely arse. Although petite Faye had a decent sized pair of breasts, size C, she was one of the first girls in her school to develop into womanhood to which she was very proud of and.