Let's go." The hand on her neck relaxed only long enough to grab a fistful of her dirty blonde hair, and Dylan dragged her out of the kitchen and int...o the living room. Shoving her onto the couch, bent over, he pinned her down, keeping a hand on her hair while handing her the phone with the other. Dialing, Dylan hit speaker so as not to miss anything. "Hu... hullo," came Dave's sleepy voice on the other end of the phone.Kaylee, crying fully now, could barely make out the words. "Dave, I. As soon as Sarah left the house at 7.30 pm to go to Mr. Cockrin's place for her fitness lessons, Dick called his daughter into the living room to talk to her.Angel was in her pink silk pajamas, the pants and blouse-like top accentuated her voluptuous full shapely figure. Of course she was wearing her panty and bra. The under-sized cloth bra was filled to bursting by her 38DD tits. They pushed brazenly against her pajama top.Angel was surprised at the way her father was dressed. Usually he was. They forcedit on her. Davie needed a man to straighten her out. Her soft, youngbody, her lips, her ripe breasts and her beautiful pussy cried for aman's caresses . . . a man's body to complement hers . . . a man's cockto fill her precious little cunt . .. My God, what I am thinking!, it suddenly occurred to him. I'm thinking of Davie as though I were her lover! As though she neededthat! She only belongs to me spiritually . . . that's the only way Ican have her. That 's the only way that's right. "Why don't you have a seat and we'll take a look at what you've got." she added as she guided the younger girl to the conference table.Joanna was a half-foot shorter than Jackie with short strawberry blond hair. She still carried some of the baby fat of her early teens as well as braces that showed when she smiled. She was dressed in what Jackie guessed was her very best dress."Joanna Simon," the young girl said. "My friends call me Jo."Her nervousness evident, Jo sat down and emptied her.