What I had not told them was that their mother had extended her stay in Martinique. I did not tell Daddy either, because I knew he would keep them at ...home, for himself. At the same time, I wanted to protect them from his assaults, and to keep them a little for me. When we arrived, Berenice went straight into her room, without saying anything. Bea asked me "Why?". Then I explained to her all the details, the blackmail her grandpa was doing to my couple, the way he had insisted on sleeping with. As he said hello, he placed his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me in. Shutting the door, Tom spun around and hugged me from behind. I'm glad you came, he said. As I told him what I did last night he moved his hands down my chest as he pressed his crotch against me. He guided me to the kitchen. Sitting at the table he handed me a glass of Cola and finished his breakfast. He looked at me strangely for a few minutes. I ask what was wrong. Nothing, he said. Just you look much better in the. Now, with it wet and tangled, maybe not so good. I’d put a comb in the bag, so at least she’d be able to get the worst of the tangles out. I hadn’t gotten her a mirror, maybe I should look at doing that. Polished metal though, no glass that she could break to make a pointed weapon.She made a real performance of reaching behind her for the towel without showing me her tits, getting out of the water, drying off, and putting on the clean shorts and shirt. I stayed well back, showing no great. Peggy stood there leaning back against Tommy, naked except for her high heel sandals and jewelry. ‘Look across the way Peggy, there are people watching. They can see you. See that you are naked, that you’re giving yourself to me. Does that turn you on Peggy?’ Tommy asked. ‘Yes, oh god yes,’ Peggy cried as she ground her body back against Tommy. Tommy slid his hands across her wet pussy. She gasped in delight as his hands parted her wet lips and he worked one, then two fingers inside her. Peggy.