"I replied:"Am I your toy? I'm 17 years old, adult enough, I can sue you." There were tears in my eyes, he continued his soft tone and said:"Yes baby,... sue me for the sin of being your dad." He caressed my hair; I pushed away his hands and said:" you know I don’t like it."He complained:"You see now? You even don’t let me to caress you." I replied in anger:"I don’t like ANYONE to caress me, its normal for my age daddy, why you don’t understand it? You are acting like a child."He kept his soft. Like the one where he said he had trained a bobcat to skin any animal he had in his traps. He said the cat would take the meat, but would leave a perfectly cleaned skin for him.I also have serious doubts about the tale he told about the bear who would bring him a freshly killed deer once a week in return for a cup of honey. Or the one... well, you get the idea. They were entertaining though and the kids loved them.When we camped that night, Andy said we were getting close to Trenton, NJ. Even. Another day might just give me the chance to hide those welts from his eyes.We talked for a while before he hung up. His voice sounded sort of strange, but he said nothing out of the way, so I supposed it was his disappointment of not coming home tonight. He hated hotels and avoided them as much as possible, but with the business growing, he spent two or three nights a month away from home. He was gradually taking over from Dad, who wasn't getting any younger. I decided to take a long hot bath,. After around 15 minutes we enter a pub for a drink and I think you need to sit down, we find a table in a part of the pub that has a table in a small alcove out of site of the rest of the pub. Now your sat down I turn the remote control to half speed and go and get some drinks. When I get back you have your head on the table and quietly moaning. I put the drinks down sit next to you and slide my hand up your leg and slip 2 fingers into your soaking wet pussy, finger fucking you under the.