I've never done anything remotely kinky." Why don't you come upstairs, let me make you comfortable and you can leave at anytime?"He looked at me for a...long time, my hand rubbing his bulging hard on and finally he said, "Okay, but I'm going to need another drink."I smiled and gave that cock a good squeeze and said, "I have a bottle of 21 Year Old Glenlivet upstairs, will that do?" All I need is an ice cube" he said.With that we went up to the room. No words were said the entire time and he. I couldn’t move, I just stood gazing as the sexy teen licked and sucked my wife’s obviously swollen clit. I felt Bruce brush by me, and watched in a trance as he climbed up on the bed behind his daughter and slid his pulsing shaft right into her slippery wet snatch. His groin thrust eagerly against her back side as he fucked her at a solid and repetitive pace. I could see her push back against the hard thrusting cock of her father as he pounded her pussy. All the while Rebecca moaned in. It was pretty obvious what sort of things would have been played on that but there wasn’t any trace of any of it.In the corner of the room was a rubbish bin. Valerie tipped out the contents. A bundle of brown tea-stained cloth turned out to be a set of overalls. Valerie guessed this would have been worn by the absconder from the Sunrise Tea Parlour. She bagged it up for identification, assuming that anyone from Sunrise took the slightest notice of what their slaves were wearing.There was. He locked the bathroom door and quickly took off his trousers and underwear. He stepped into Emma’s pink, lacy panties and pulled them up. They were tiny and the backside disappeared between his ass cheeks. At the front his cock, which wasn’t very big, still slipped out from underneath the lace. Well, they weren’t made for a man, that was obvious. He pulled up his trousers and splashed some water in his face. Then he went back to the dining room. The others looked up from their dessert. Some,.