This was just like when Julie and I were kids and we discovered 'pee play'. I wiped her with the paper, and dropped it in the toilet and then wiped my... finger through her slit to see if she was dry. Mary shivered when I did that and asked, "That feels really good daddy, do it again?" Here I was about to start molesting my own 8-year-old daughter. I thought 'What kind of pervert are you?' the kind who had not had a woman in over 2 years, after getting laid every night of our eight year marriage. It was a Wednesday evening and we were both a bit fagged out from long days on the job: hers at the salon and mine at the store. She got a call on her new cellphone thingy.She answered and I could see from her expression that the news whatever it was, was not good. I figured it had to be something from the bad guys in Scottsdale. I was right, sort of.I’d only heard her grunting her responses. But she punched the off button and turned to me. She just stared at me for a long moment. I was. I refrained from using my telepathic abilities to find out the details, having decided to try and cool it with them until I got out of hot water with my mom. But I did command my hardon to go down, and I felt her relief mix with her despair."Did I do something wrong?" she said confused."No, I did. I almost took advantage of... Hey! I'll help you. You don't have to do that," I said when her tongue licked my flaccid member long ways."Shit," I said, feeling how nice her mouth and tongue felt. For. ’ He grinned and continued patiently. ‘Mr Francis could probably subsidize your wages if you jerked him off each lunchtime.’ Jo smiled and said actually he was quite funny. Mac said seriously, ‘On that occasion I wasn’t being funny. My partners Mrs Francis had a boyfriend who leaves her practically legless.’ ‘You?’ ‘Jesus Jo, give me a break. Mrs Francis is sixty-six.’ ‘Are women still interested in sex at that age?’ Mac smiled and said he had the impression Mrs Francis thought she was and Jo.