. I hate him.” She almost screamed. I said nothing, just pulled her closer.After a few minutes she disengaged and walked into the living room and sa... on the settee. She looked up at me and after apologising for crying, she slowly started to explain.“We were supposed to have a quiet night in, but no, he’d only gone and arranged a surprise birthday party. There must have been about fifty people there, nearly all of them men. I keep telling him I’m not ready to go out where people are, so what. Finally he pulled free and pressed his lips close to her ear. She could hear his breath coming in short sharp gasps, echoing her own and she groaned at the sound of his whispered words. Tell me Kate? So how does it feel? How does it feel knowing I have been using this cock on your daughter? That shes been spreading those sweet sexy legs of hers and letting me Fuck this big hard cock right up her cunt? He pressed a hand firmly over her left breast, ,mauling it roughly as if wanting to let her. The package was moving making a humming noise scrunching the jiffy bag back and forth. I guessed it was a vibrator of some sort and couldn't help laugh to myself . My new problem was how to stop it buzzing before I handed it to her . I tried feeling for a switch , I tried twisting the base but with no luck. I couldn't get rid of it as she would know I have it and probably think I was a thief for not letting her have it. I decided to let the batteries run down until it stopped . After about half. Dad soaped up his hands and massaged the soap into my little cock. It used to get hard from the rubbing but I was too young to understand what a boner was. I just never paid any attention to it although it did feel nice.This time I asked dad if i could wash his cock.( i didnt use the word cock, not at that age) I soaped up my hands and tried to wash it the best i could. Dad put his hand round mine and showed me how to wash it the way he washed it. (Later I was to learn that I was actually.