And then she jerked as he drew her to him and cupped her breast with his right hand. Her eyes popped and her jaw dropped."Matthew!"She tried to squirm... away but he held on tight."Matthew! Let me go!" she pleaded. He did, and she stumbled away, surprised and confused, on top of embarrassed and flummoxed. Her son had just cupped her left breast. It felt like his hand was still there, holding her. Face red and hot, underarms itching like mad, she wanted to slink away, hunch-shouldered to her. She still wore her black bra and matching panties.For his part, Phil tried to focus on the small lamp across the room while his daughter undressed him, but he couldn’t stop himself from making quick glances at his daughter’s full cleavage.Lisa made a little growl sound as she ran her fingers across his chest. While no longer a spring chicken, Phil did stay in shape. He jogged most mornings and hit the weights two or three times a week.Seeing her dad without his shirt reminded Lisa of Beth.. ” She launched into a few bars from something Shakira or someone else. She had decent vocal tone too. “You’re not so bad, but Candye is better.” “Well, she isn’t so pretty as I am. If she can get into porn, so can I.” “Getting in is easy. All you need is a 1080 camera and a fast desktop.” “Think so? There’s some money there for a girl who likes to show what she has and has some titties. And I do had some titties. She jiggled them for effect, and got more motion than I suspected. I had to admit. They felt glued shut. I tried to move my body, but something seemed to be restraining my limbs; all I could do was twitch.Jake.Jake. Snap out of it. I’m doing my best to speed up your liver and kidney function to help flush the drugs from your system. Sorry, but you’re about to piss yourself.I tried focusing on clearing my head as hard as I could when I suddenly felt a wet warmth spreading out over my chest, belly, and crotch. Great, I was urinating all over myself.What can you remember?I.