Alright,we all sat in our little lounge in our home,with sandy in dads lap,with dads whisky peg in her hand,she was relishing making him drink his sec...nd peg,i was having beer and mom was satisfied just watching us have fun. As sandy was wearing just a single petticot,he pulled her panties and entered her,with her face to him and legs across his waist,with a ass invitingly looking at me,i was also arouse.i told mom what we were upto.mom was scared what would happen,i told her”lets see mom”.dad. I was also jealous about the fact that Tanisha andAshanti could get away with doing things like wearing low-rider jeansand a visible thong, as that was age-appropriate and culturally-appropriate for them!!!I also had a secondary wish that I could have taken ballet as ateenager, when my body was growing and adaptable to things like dance...Then, I could have gone on to be a beautiful black ballerina, one of thefew in the world!!! Oh, what an amazing and different life that wouldhave been,. That was strange. A sundress, old, long-forgotten in the back of her closet was set out, along with a lacy thong and strappy heels. She dressed, putting on the leather collar laid out with the clothing. She joined her Master, taking the drink he’d made for her and heading to the car. As she sipped, she realized the cocktail was much stronger than usual but she dared not complain, rather drank it down more quickly than she might have otherwise, so great was her agitation over what was to. She had wondered if she’d have the nerve to sit like that in front of her dad, but now, she realized that she was pretty sure she could. He was so ... mellow about it. Like on the one hand, calm and nice and patient, and on the other hand, you could kind of tell he was paying close attention, and genuinely interested in it all. And of the pictures she’d checked so far, just on the the camera viewer, he seemed to be doing a great job capturing the poses.So they moved on to the fifth. She said,.