I heard the door open and then heard a gasp and a scream. “OH FUCK NO!” It was Kristen. The worst had happened. She had caught my Dad and I enjoyi...g ourselves sexually. I tried to talk to her. “Kristen wait, its not that bad. I know that people say it is, but it isn't. What Dad does feels really good.” “Fuck this! You and him are both sick.” She stared in shock and horror, but I noticed she wasn't leaving the room. “Kristen!! Get over here," Daddy commanded in his booming voice. She walked to. Then the plaster came off… and it being bath-night, he as usual said, “erm off to my bath then mum!” but was stunned when she said, Well you don’t need me now do you, so off you go…” it was a sad lad who mounted the stairs that night I can tell you. his mind tumbling thoughts of how he could advance things! The salutary dip over, in his dressing gown he went downstairs, to he expected yet another night of TV, he could hear `T’ humming in her kitchen as he flopped in front of the fire once more.. In practice, Jean's reaction would be very different. As she stepped onto the village green, a light flicked on in a house directly facing Jean. IN her 3 years, Jean had never actually come into contact with anyone on these night outings, and so her reactions were sluggish. A man appeared behind the window, and stretched. He obviously had trouble sleeping, and found the night air cooling after the uncomfortable heat under the covers. He leaned out of the window. As he did so, he noticed a. I burst it so suddenly I was swept away by her caressing slippery gloves. My lust courage was spent now. Like an arrow shot straight up, I soared up and up with my lust. Then plummeting down, my chubby limp and soft inside wet panties.This is how she wanted me. Drained, humiliated and soft. She offered me to men watching us. She insisted I tell her now with details about the first time I put on lipstick and sucked guys off. She seated the man who approached us between her and I. Now she could.