He kissed her, his eyes looking distant, as he muttered “sorry Ethel old girl, but I need this!” then they were off, he had her skirt off in a tri...ce, that old lad regardless of the used nature of her sex using his fingers then tongue, in a most efficient way, fetching her to a climax almost instantly! she in turn slid down his underpants, then after the initial surprise at his amazing uncut size, gave him a little head before slipping him into her body, now well slackened and lubricated by the. I was awakened by my phone ringing.It was John again,and all he said was to check my e-mail.I brought up my e-mail,and the it was.Pictures of me sucking cock,covered in cum,and getting my ass fucked.The message he sent was, next time you disobey me, your pics wil not have your face blacked out.I hopped in my car, and drove off to the book store.As I pulled into the parking lot,I noticed it was almost full.At that moment, I was in big trouble.I walked in the back door,and John looked pissed.He. She ran her fingers around the ridge, which made his dick jump, eliciting a giggle from her. “That’s a real sensitive spot, huh, Dad?”“Yeah, baby…” he replied, breathlessly. Lying in the darkness, he was desperately trying to imagine it was someone; ANYONE; other than his sweet, innocent daughter giving him a hand-job. He failed. He knew who was stroking his cock, and it thrilled him. Bill wrestled with his conscience over this incestuous act, wanting her to stop, yet unable to make her.. Fortunately, when she’s wrong, she admits it. I don’t think you’ll have any difficulty working with her.”It was going to be a long night. We managed a quiet dinner with only Dr. Donahue plying us with questions. It was a light meal because we needed to perform at eight o’clock. Apparently, that’s about the time people in Washington start thinking about an evening meal. We needed to be at the theater to get ready at seven. After the hour-long performance, Cindy and I would continue to answer.