“And your mom’s view is that we shouldn’t give you less freedom than you have at school. My view is that you’re not setting a good example for...your sister, and not respecting your parents, yourself, or Becky. I know you don’t agree with those last two, and your mom and I have been round and round on that topic from very early on. It’s still unresolved.”“You can’t change the past,” I said. “Are you happy you’re married to Mom?”“Of course! What kind of question is that?”“Then don’t you think. “Wow, this is a great looking cock daddy!” She was used to scrawny little high school dicks. John couldn’t speak; he could only watch what was happening. She stroked it a couple of times and it started rising. In no time it was at full length almost 10 inches. Becky’s hand didn’t quite reach all the way around it anymore.“Are you gonna suck it or just look at it?” John couldn’t believe he was talking to his daughter in that way.“Oh I’m gonna suck the life out of it. I just can’t believe how big. ...Virginia Preston was tall, about 5’9”, with long chestnut hair and allowed herself to be led gently into the dark room. She was aware of others present in the shadows but could not see them clearly, just hear some shuffling and a soft cough.Hands gently held her arms from behind as a soft cloth was placed over her eyes, she thought it was silk, but couldn’t be sure. Totally unable to get her bearings, Virginia found her arms gripped a little tighter as she was propelled gently forward, her. ‘What else?’ didi asked looking confused. ‘Oh nothing. Just a little confused otherwise I am fine’ I replied sitting down then glaring at Hemu added, ‘but I have a bone to pick with this little rascal’. ‘Mummy please tell her it was not my fault’ Hemu wailed appealing for help. ‘He is right it was not his fault’ mummy said coming to his defense, ‘you know how Bhola lisps and on top of that he had had too much bhang. Hemu misunderstood him and gave you the glass with bhang in it’. ‘Hemu how.