She wasenjoying this. "So, Daddy, what do you think of me turning your hunky boyinto a sexy girl? Does it excite you?" She then lightly touched the fr...ntof my pants and could feel the slight bulge and then her fingers droppeda little lower and she easily could trace the garter tabs on my upperlegs. "Yes...it really does turn you on doesn't it? Like Daddy, or shouldI say like PRINCESS...like son." I was trembling as she said that. And Iloved her talking to me like that. SO controlling. Whew.I. Sounds, noises began escaping her lips. She wanted to hold them back but they had a mind of their own. She grunted and groaned. Before she knew what was happening, she felt tremors happening in her lowering body. Her legs were shaking and there was this strange, indescribable feeling of electricity coursing through her body. Her breathing was coming in short, raspy breaths now and she grabbed his head and held it to her mound, uncertain of anything, uncertain of everything, except the fact. They staggered into the bedroom. There was the sound of the springs as something fell on the bed. Then her mother’s subdued rippling laughter and father’s chuckle. ‘Come on, Jane, let’s get you out of these clothes. You drunken whore!’ His voice was subdued. Sounds of a struggle and laughter. Rustling, a slapping sound, more laughter. A fierce whisper. ‘You beast! Get off! I’m tired James. Wait until the morning? Let me get into bed.’ ‘No! Besides, you’re only teasing. You’ve been teasing me. ” His hand slowly slid further up my leg to the gusset of my pale green cotton panties. He ran his fingers gently over the outside of my vulva. When his fingers slid across my erect clit, I closed my eyes as a slight moan escaped my lips. I panted again, my breathing quickly becoming labored, “Stephen, we really can’t do this…” He had found the crease of my vagina and was slowly sliding his finger up and down my very wet crack, gently teasing my erect clit. Part of me wanted to stop him, but I.