Let your dad have his way with you," he said.My jaw nearly dropped, and I was stunned. Much like the iPad, I was not expecting that. My dad had a crus... on me it seemed. He wanted to have sex with me, or maybe it was just a sick fantasy. Either way, he was certainly going to town on himself, as he thought about fucking his own daughter. I couldn't help, but to put my right hand between my pussy lips. I inserted my fingers up in there, and began masturbating to my own father. If he was sick, then. "Gabe smiled back, "I'll relay the compliment."Sanura had a thought, "Can I have a word with you and your wife please?"Gabe cocked his head, "Sure, but why?"Sanura just smiled mysteriously and followed Gabe to the back. Maren was sitting in a living room watching her baby sleep and then another woman got in from the other side. Sanura was startled for a moment, as she recognized the woman as a dog hybrid. Maren wasn't startled in the least and said, "Hi Mem. Want to watch little Caitlin for a. Bastard Hard-Place. I could be out drinking with the likes of Keith, my nemesis, or staying in with Grace, the freak-show.I did not want to sound defeated, I tried to sound upbeat, “Okay, Friday night, Monday morning. Where do you live?”“Morton Street, number sixteen.”“Okay.”“Erm, you better bring some clothes and your toothbrush.”“Huh?”I looked mortified and she laughed, “Oh you are staying! I want breakfast, lunch, dinner, and you at my disposal. Can you cook?”Scoffing, I huffed, “Yeah,. ''Girlf-Erm, yes please Molly, that would be great''. As Molly left to fetch our coffees Uncle Andy and I stepped into his huge office, a desk with a iMac, a huge oak wooden desk with a leather chair, he made his way over to the chair, sitting in it as he got out his laptop. He looked up at me with lust filled eyes as I slowly walked over, leaning against the edge of the oak desk, his rough hands finding my smooth thigh, making their way over to my curvacious hips, gripping them hard as he.