Tears stream down her face. Rey tries to get up and run to Poe - Kylo holds his hand out at her and uses the force to push her back to the ground - ba...k to her knees.Kylo kneels in front of Poe. "They hurt you pretty bad," Kylo says gently."I've seen worse." Poe can barely stay uprightKylo chuckles. "You will see worse." Kylo holds his hand in front of Poe's face. Poe's eyes roll back into his head and he screams."Stop it! Please stop!" Rey shouts.Kylo lowers his hand and looks at Rey. "You. Dad's broad smile said it all as his hand sought his cock as it swelled in his pants, 'What happened next babe', he queried, but I did not feel like elaborating, instead, suggesting we watch the first of the videos, and have one of our father/daughter joint masturbatory sessions, 'Sure babes', and he dropped his pants revealing his big cock, hard and ready for a good wank.I put the video on and turned out the living room light. Dad sat on the armchair and I lay on the couch, after stripping off. And I saw the pool ahead of me. It must have been an ancient pool, its well waters forgotten by the people I knew. Or it was so sacred that no one shared its location, for it wasn’t on any map I knew of. A stone arch and well ensconced the flowing and bubbling blue waters that glowed with fairy magick. And in that well there danced a satyr. I hated satyrs. When I was a child, just a bit younger than now, a satyr tricked me into questing for him. Unbeknownst to me, this particular satyr was. It was another couple of inches to my black lace panties, just how my husband liked it. The tickle of cum that began to leak from between my legs snapped me back into the moment. Hobbling over to the desk as I clenched my pelvic floor, I tossed my vibrator onto the bed, the fuchsia toy tumbling on the white sheet like a dirty little gymnast. I crouched over my iPad and triple-tapped it with three fingers to deactivate the screen curtain, revealing the camera was still recording. I considered a.