And she knew that she could never tell a soul about this! How could she? She would be so ashamed! How could she tell even her best friend that her dad... was feeling her up, lying on her with a huge hard-on in his pants?She wanted to curse her father, the way her mother often had cursed him, but she could only whimper helplessly beneath his great weight as he licked his tongue over her neck.She wanted to protest in some way when she felt her father's fingers clawing at her little bra, but she. If you ever get this note it means you are taking up my invitation to use the flat. I wish I was there to sleep with you. But the next best thing is for you to come to Paris and see the show. There will be lots of girls on stage, many wearing as few clothes as I, so that should tempt you. Come to the theatre and ask for M. Gerard Moiret. He will find you a seat, and allow you to come backstage afterwards. He will let me know that you are in the audience, so I shall dance just for you. It will. So while leaving her home after lunch I brushed my hardon on her butts she did not say anything..She called me for dinner and she made me watch tv and was preparing dinner I was aroused by her body structure and by seeing her boobs so I went behind her and held her boobs and I started to pinch her nipples she resisted not to do as I am like son to her I told her that your my dream girl and want to make love to her she managed to escape and ran into her bedroom to lock herself I ran behind her. With the last piece of it finally in Janet's new room, M led both of them back to the room in the basement.M requested Igor to strip. He removed his suit and stood there in latex-like underwear."These are special pants, custom-built to keep him well dilated while he is on duty."She pulled down a bit of the back side. Janet could see that his ass was obscenely dilated around a huge rubber ball thing which was molded to the pants. In fact, it looked like it all was one piece. Then she pulled at.