"Can I ask you something, Mrs. Fitzgerald?" "Yes you may, is something wrong?" "No, I've just noticed something." I moved closer to her. "You've been ...watching me while I work. Why is that?" "I'm not sure." This time it was her that moved closer. "I'm really sorry if its creeped you out." "It hasn't, Mrs. Fitzgerald. Far from it." At this point we had both moved closer to the other until we were closer than we should've been. She quickly looked down to see the bulge growing inside my shorts. She. “I didn’t think so. But sometimes you look at it and wish that you did. You wish that you could have held me like that, even if it was only once.”Dad was still not saying anything but his face was telling me that I was right.“But there’s more to it than that. I think you put this in here as a test. Mum told me some things. She said because of what happened to you, you worry about doing the same thing to us.”I watched as Dad clenched his jaw and then gave the smallest of nods.“I get that – kind. " The girl glared at Seth. "Her father's not home. He's down in the city." Oh, all right, if you don't mind Mrs. Williams," said Caroline, flashing Seth a clenched-tooth smile."Of course not," Seth's mother said. "Don't think your daddy'll be coming out the Pike for a while yet. Annie said she heard some shooting from down toward the church."Seth's mother held him by the arm. "I'm sure your father is safe, Caroline," she said."So am I," replied the girl, lifting her chin. "Come on, Annie, let's. I pat Bruno on the head. "He's a good dog."Bruno pushes his way between your thighs and delivers a long lick up your thin silk panties. "Oh God, Daddy, his is!" You spread your legs wide to give our pet room to lap at your wet pussy. I help out by pulling the strings on your panties and giving Bruno access to your bare little cunt. "Oh Bruno, lick me. Good boy, lick my little cunnie."I watch as Bruno's long tongue slithers inside your pussy. "Fuck her, Bruno, give her that long tongue." You can.