He looks just as good as ever, his hair an unruly mess, like he's just got out of bed, taut dark skin of his neck, his beautiful eyes. Despite the sit...ation, my depression, my fears and my general tenderness from being beaten so violently I get hard almost as soon as I see him. I'm cursing my anatomy, staring out the window at the sky, darkening as it is with the threat of rain and it's a sudden surprise to feel someone drop into the seat beside me.I turn sharply and there is Nate, in his seat. Using some care he picked her up and deposited her on the bed, going slightly out of frame. She could barely see him running his hand down her pants and stopped abruptly. He pulled out his fingers and looked at them. He shook his head and then to her surprise said out loud, “Tonight’s your lucky night Kay, you get to lay back and relax while Anne, Sara and I have some fun.”Sara gulped but felt herself start to get a little wet as she watched herself get undressed by this man. He was rough with. "So...do you mastur -- I mean, do you jerk off?" Dad!" I said. Then I noticed the sincere look on his face. He was just trying to talk to me like a friend. "Yeah, I do. A lot, actually." That's good, son. That's healthy. You know, I still do it too. In fact, I've keep some lube and magazines in the bedroom closet, and you're welcome to use them any time you want." Seriously?" Yeah, seriously. I mean, as long as I'm not using them." The idea that my dad jerked off had crossed my mind before, but. He inserted his hand into my panties and he fely my hole, he withdrew his hand back and again came his hand inside the panties, this time it was wet, I think he had licked his finger and pe had made the hole wet with his salaiva. He inserted one of his hand into my salwar and I could feel that his hand was travelling towards my boobs, yes it was and icould feel his rough hands keading my soft boobs. He again brought his hand front and played with my navel, and then inserted it into my panties,.