" I said softly, he was really starting to scare me. "And I'm done with them and..." "Yup," Dad sat up and shook his head, "They come in there and th...ey see this." Grabbing the shirt he threw it off of me. "Dad!" I exclaimed, "What are you doing?" Dad didn't answer; instead he was looking down at my tits. I felt myself turning red in embarrassment as he stared down at me. "Dad please! Don't look at me I'm...." I trailed off when Dad slowly licked his lips and placed his hand just under my. Not wanting to be left out, Ron brought his hands to Katie’s flanks and began to tease along her sides and ribs. She thrashed and giggled and howled as she tried to get away, but the couple had her trapped between them as they smothered her with small kisses and light, quick touches. At one point, Ron’s hand slipped up under her nightie and he found himself with a handful of delectably firm tit. He gave it a nice squeeze and flicked her nipple with his finger. It had felt odd when he did it,. We looked to each other. “I used to do that with some friends when I was at school.”Without speaking he reached over and took my cock in his hand and began a really expert wank. I reached out and took his hard cock in my hand and gently rubbed and was rewarded with a sigh as she leaned back and revelled in my touch. We turned our attention back to the screen.I’d placed the camera for a close up and she had my cock in her mouth and was expertly sucking and licking it.“Oh, God,” he said. “She. ”He had a few other instructions for me, including not climbing up on ladders without having someone hold it steady. Then they fitted me with a set of crutches, gave me some spare dressings for the cut on my shoulder, and we headed back to Fiona’s car, via the hospital pharmacy to fill my prescriptions. When we got home, Lisa told me that I wasn’t to try to climb the stairs to the studio with my crutches, and I was to rest in the living room. She berated me for not getting her, or someone, to.