Yeah, it bothered my conscience for a second or so."What is it now, Dad? You've got me so excited with that thing staying so hard all the time and spe...wing all over my hand, I don't know what to do with you. What do you want now?"I flopped over onto my back with my reinvigorated dick sticking up like a flagpole, still dripping cum from her hand job. The sight of my naked daughter and the memory of her hand jacking me off were enough to keep it rigid.Jill yelled downstairs again."Hey girls. He's. In the drawing room, he fixed me a glass of wine and we began to talk.I sipped on the wine as we went over our email correspondence in a prelude to what I believed would be “play” time.After a few minutes, I began to feel a bit strange, it was if I was in the room but not quite in it , if you get what I mean. My head was getting cloudy and I felt very strange, infact , I felt like I was going to pass out...........My body was rigid when I started to come around. I could not work out what was. I blushed at her use ofthe word "she" and the memory of what she had done to me last night."You're so sexy when your face turns red!" She smiled as she poured me acup of coffee and passed me a saucer with a danish on it.When I had finished eating, I asked for another danish. Carol responded,"Now that you're a girl, you can't eat as much as you'd like. The onlyway that a girl can get men to watch her figure is by staying slim andtrim. I won't have you putting extra pounds on my body. You may. Wait—let me get a pad for us to kneel on.”She came running back with a thin pad from a backyard chaise lounge and put it on the floor. We sat facing, crossed knee to knee, eyes closed and hands on each other’s hearts. I could feel hers pounding and peeked; her face was flushed.After about five minutes of our stroking each other’s chests, she rose up on her knees.“Can I do the not-quite-embrace first?” she asked.“Sure.”On her knees, she wiggled very close so we were only inches apart; then got a.