After all, I was sick and bored. What else is a girl to do but torment her daddy?So, fine. I was being a brat too long and with too much enthusiasm, b...t… ‘But I was sick,’ I protest. I’m kneeling on the floor of our room, completely naked, my arms bound behind my back. Rope encircles my torso, digging into the soft flesh of my breasts. The cool air caresses my nipples and I wriggle in my bindings, staring up at him pleadingly. He made me wait two days after my sniffles were gone before playing. He was close and whispering in my ear how much he liked me while kissing my neck intensly. It felt wonderful!, even though I tried to convince my self it didn't. This wasn't the first time he had made advances as the drunken parties had become a weekly event, but I let him go farther this time as he felt soooo good nestled next to me, kissing and nuzzling and I have to say I was curious too. His hand reached my now pulsing hard-on and I started to thrust with the sensation. As he sensed my. Fitting the second pair, instead of taking her ankle, I held her calf. ‘ You know Cathy, it will make it easier for me to see how this clips fit if you could possibly lift up your leg a bit more’. Her eyes lit up. ‘ That’s going to be hard in this skirt, Ken’, she said breathlessly. ‘I’ll have to pull it up a wee bit’ Demurely she pulled up her skirt about 3 inches and spreading her milky white fat thighs lifted up her leg revelling in showing her luscious and very moist hairy cunt lips.Smiling. I woke up the next morning sometime around eight. I lumbered downstairs, still in a zombie like grog and found a note on the fridge that said 'Your father and I had to leave on urgent family business involving your uncle, be back Monday~ love mom' "Sweet!" I thought out loud. I had the house to myself. There was not much to do so I just got some Cap'n Crunch and watched some Saturday morning cartoons. I hadn't sat down for more than five minutes before I heard a knock at the door. Still in my.