We played some games for a while but that soon got boring. Bobby told me he had found some of his Dad's girly magazines hidden away in a box and asked...me if I wanted to see them. I said yes and he got up to go get them. He returned with a stack about six inches high and we spread them about on the floor flipping throught the pages of naked women showing thier beautiful bodies. Wow these girls were HOT, big titties, sexy bodies and fantastic hairy pussies. I felt a tingle between my legs as my. Daddybut having one never meant i would have one to please me when im horny, no, its when he is and thats a big differenceI was watching netflix in panty and cage up when he came to my place, key sound in the door i knew it was daddyhe had a bad day he said walking to me getting his pants downtaking my head with boy hands and i was face fuck''fuck i need this , dont fight gimme that mouth''so suddent with forcei pull away ''someone is not listening''and he pull me so hard and threw me on the. “No you need to stay here,” he pushed me away slightly. “If you don’t take me with you,” I tried to think of a good threat quickly. “I will just leave anyways.” “No you will not,” he yelled at me. “You will go right upstairs and go to bed.” “I will do no such thing,” I defended myself. “I am seventeen, not five. Stop treating me like I am a child.” “You are a child,” he cried defeated. “You are my child and I would be happy if you would stay here and go to bed.” “I am coming with you,” I threw. Yet again. She hopped out of the car and walked up the steps and into the clinic. She was dressed like she always dressed for her son; a nice Armani suit, silk blouse, two inch high heels and silk French panties with a matching bra. All-in-all the outfit cost her more than $2000 but she didn't mind, one had to dress appropriately when you son was a doctor! Liz had just turned forty-nine but she knew she could have easily passed for thirty-five. She religiously worked out at a private spa and if.