As you know, Sarah married Terry Machin but he was much like her father so she moved out and divorced him. There were all sorts of rumours at the time...but that is the bare bones of the story." I didn't really need any more, Jean had told me enough for me to know why my mother hated Sarah so that I wouldn't have to reveal that I knew from my ring.I saw Sarah only briefly in the shop and when she stopped by Jean's on the Thursday and Friday. She said she had more to do on the dresses and they had. She sat on her hands as my robe came undone and fell to the floor. I was naked, standing in front of my virgin daughter. Her eyes were glued to my almost fully hard cock. I put one leg on the couch and moved closer to her. My cock was only inches from her face. "It looks beautiful daddy." Sonya whispered to me."You said you wanted to see it... here it is baby girl, all for you." I whispered back."I want to touch it daddy, please let me touch it, can I?"I leaned forward and let my now fully hard. His faced was glazed with my juices. I felt him pull his fingers out of me and he crawled up on top of me and began sucking my nipple. His mouth felt so good but I had other plans for the moment.I sat up, took his shirt off and gently pushed him back making him lie down. "You made me cum, now it's my turn to make you cum." I told him.I pulled his boxers down and off. Straddling one of his legs I took his swollen cock in my hand and began to stroke it. He was of average length but pretty thick,. For many minutes she just cried so I went to sit beside her on the bed."It's Frank Slater," she sobbed, "he wants me to give him a blow job." What!" I exclaimed, positive that I must have misheard her."He says I have to suck his dick or he'll hurt you," she sobbed."Hey, hey," I soothed, taking into my arms and for not the first time I found that she was no longer that scrawny thing I once remembered."Don't you worry about Slater," I said, "I can handle him."Well I knew I could never take on.