Di and the gang followed me. There were some muffled cries and noises coming from the room. I tried the door, it was unlocked I opened it and went in,... to my surprise Bee was with three guys all nude and getting it on. She was sucking one and screwing the other two. That’s when I lost it. I grabbed one guy and threw him halfway through the wall. The one that was getting sucked, came at me and swinging with this right, I blocked it with my left and caught him squarely in the nose with my right. ‘Geez, Shannon, why can’t you knock like everyone else?’ I giggled. ‘I’m just, wike, keeping you on your toes and stuff, you know?’ I fumed inside. What came out of my mouth these days bore almost no resemblance to what I was actually trying to say. ‘I don’t need to be on my toes! My toes are fine!’ I giggled. ‘Awwwww, if I don’t do it, who will?’ To my surprise, Marty actually looked away and mumbled, ‘I hope I don’t find out,’ which was sweet, considering he was the one who had gotten me into. About your hands, all over my body.” “Just my hands?” “Yes.” “Like this?” He asked, placing his hand on my stomach over my tank top and lightly rubbing in circles. I nodded my head at him, my eyes closing against my will. The feel of his hand against my stomach cause it to do flips and twist and turn. I was excited and sick to my stomach all at the same time. No one had ever touched me in these ways and I sure as hell never imagined the first person to do so being my own father. Daddy’s. It started out like a normal conversation, with talk about how we couldn't wait to see each other and then somehow made it to sentences that turned me on even more than I already was. There was something about his voice that had the most innocent words seem so dirty. So one thing turned into another and I had him telling me the things he wanted to do to me, my hand had somehow found its way between my legs and I was so wet I could feel it through my panties. My cunt was swollen and throbbing.