It was as though what I had started last night had never ended. I could see myself in my imagination, walking forward to my daughter, cupping her brea...ts from behind; pulling her petite body into me.I dared not take a single step closer.It was all I wanted to do.Somehow I managed the willpower to take a single step backwards. Carefully, not breaking eye contact with Kara’s nude form, I continued backwards down the stairs until she vanished from view.I took a deep shuddering breath.“Fuck, what. This is the other pain with her.Now why would I go and stay with someone like her? Well I got an additional payment from Social Services for doing this task over and above my normal benefit. All I had to do was be in the house between nine at night and nine the next morning, but I moved in to my own room just to keep out of her way.It was my mother who pressurized me in doing this task, for Uncle Richard was her mother's brother. This wasn't a difficult task; it was just the constant. I put my head on the table and soon fell asleep. It wasn’t hard, I had been awake a long time.“Wakie, Wakie,” the female voice said from the interview room door. “Time to go home. I’m sure you have something to do. If not you can come with me back to DC,” The very attractive Lou Ann Morris said.I looked up and noted that Detective Amos was standing behind her. I stood with the taste of death in my mouth. Okay I don’t know what death tastes like, but last night catfish flakes in cold mac and. I stared at that spongy crown. She looked so delicious, like a mushroom. That was a nickname for cocks in Japan. A mushroom. Whenever you saw a big, smiling mushroom in a picture, you knew what it meant.A big, tasty cock that was just begging to be sucked on and...I shook my head. What was wrong with me? That was my daughter's cock. It would be incest to suck on her. I just had to stoke her. That was it. Nothing more. “Mmm, that's so good,” Sarah said, her small breasts rising and falling. She.