“I thought you said you wouldn’t yell again?”“Well excuse me if I am not used to my daughters grabbing my junk. Now let go! Please.”She felt...it growing in her hand and slowly moved her hand up and down.“What are you doing?”Reaching around with her other hand she grabs my balls and starts massaging them. “I just wanted to feel what one feels like. I have never seen one, except in those silly diagrams in health class. Is yours big?”I froze. I couldn’t believe my 12 year old daughter was fondling. "There's a purple right below my nipple on my right breast, and the other nipple is red." Is it sensitive?"I see her touching her sore nipple and wincing."Yes." Are you happy you don't have to put up with me today?"And there was a pause. She looked away from the screen, and I could see her sigh. The girl looked confused, deep in thoughts. I couldn't say if she thought about what to say, to satisfy me, or if she was trying to figure out how she felt."I'm not."For a moment, I froze. I didn't. ”He sat back on his knees, taking her panties in one hand and starting to rip them in half. “I don’t think I can make it that long, Jo,” he said, his voice heavy with lust as he looked back at her. “I’ll buy you new ones, I swear, but I just can’t help myself right now.” Chuckling, her hair askew as she laid underneath of him, she moved out from under his shadow and pushed him back playfully, straddling his lap and pressing her warmth against this bare cock. She felt him stiffen noticeably,. "Hmm," Mistress Angel pondered, "yes, that's much better... turn sideways on... hmm, good - much more the outline I'm trying to create. Now turn round and step closer to the window... and keep holding your skirt up." Yes, Mistress," I muttered and I slowly obeyed for this widow looked out of the front of the house and, with the nets taken down, I would be clearly visible to anyone who happened to look in the right - or should that be wrong - direction. Behind me I could hear the sounds of.