.no..I mean of course..I do..but you can’t be wearing that around me, sweetheart”.“But the other night, Daddy, I tho -““The other night shou...dn’t have happened. I shouldn’t have done that baby and I’m sorry. I’m your father and I love you and that wasn’t right,” George said meaningfully.“But Dad, I wanted it just as much as you,” Brenda assured him, moving closer and rubbing his hand. “I’ve wanted you ever since I was a little girl and the other night you made the move I never could. ”“Ouch!” commented Shirley.“Definitely. I think the best are the ones who manage to leave the gene pool without killing themselves,” remarked Peter.“Now you’ve lost me again.”“Think about it, Frank. Imagine the fellow who drops his lit cigarette into his lap, where he’s holding a blasting cap...”Frank’s eyes widened dramatically. “Holy shit!” he murmured quietly.Lauren nodded and laughed. “I remember one where this guy got out of the shower and saw his dog, teased the dog while still wet and. Dad stood not two feet away from the bale Simone was sitting on, his crotch at her eye-level. She could see the outline of his manhood pointing down his pant leg and she again licked her lips as her fingers dug deeper into her crotch. Dad smiled seeing her blush as she kept looking at his bulge."Simone, do I need to come up with something for you to do as well?" he teasingly asked as his hand adjusted himself for her benefit. He ran his hand up and down the bulge watching her eyes move with his. There is still one hand over your throat/neck, holding you down, and you can see him start to stroke himself again. Just as you wonder, "OMG, Is he going to_______" he starts to cum, unloading spurt after spurt of sticky semen onto your face and neck, You try to flinch and turn your head away but he holds you steady just as another spurt lands half on your forehead, half in your soft hair. You close your eyes and want to cry, but you can't seem to make it happen. As you lie there trying to.