"Be right back!" I told Stacy as I headed downstairs.My dad had his laptop in his lap and at first did not notice me as he was typing. He jumped at th... realization that I was entering the room. I walked over and picked up a magazine and he quickly closed the computer."I wanted to show Stacy something. Good night Daddy." I said as I gave him a peck on the cheek.In my mind I had just added a reason for my father to never suspect me of being his anonymous friend. After all he could not be chatting. She screamed at the intrusion, trying to wiggle free, but to no effect.He started straight into her eyes and started to talk."I have claim you, girl of god. Raised the right way, but you turned your back on the big man didn't you? Well god can't help you now, but pray if you must. Actually, you should prey, it turns me on to see you beg"the mans fingers speed up, and with the other hand, he reached up and cupped one boob."in three days time, the reaper will come to collect your soul. Yes my. I imagined the sweat building up on her soft tits and back. I imagined her armpits getting wetter and wetter. I looked at another shirt and imagined the sweat building up on her stomach and the light fabric sticking to her. I imagined the sweat dripping down her neck and in between her sweaty tits. My dick was getting hard. I pulled it out and started to rub it against her soft clothes. I grabbed a bra and stuck my cock in between the soft smooth cups. You have to use the inside of the cups. Thompson?’ she inquired. ‘You seem distracted.’ ‘Hm?’ he appeared startled by her question. ‘Oh no, no. Nothing serious. I’m sorry if I haven’t been giving you my full attention. I will endeavor to be more attentive.’ He reached out and covered her hand with his own. ‘And please, call me Charles. May I call you Virginia?’ Blushing, Virginia looked away and said, ‘Yes, that would be fine… Charles.’ The remainder of the visit passed pleasantly, but once again as she rode home in the carriage she.