Since you're in no shape to go shopping with me, I guess Stewart will have to.She scribbled out directions to the house as I dialed Stewart at the Uni...versity.'Stewart dear ... I need you to be ready to go shopping with me this afternoon ... Well, my plans have changed ... I don't care about your deadline; you love me, don't you? ... Okay, see you then ... bye-bye."I turned with a smirk to my sister. "See that? Now give me those directions. I know how to handle men!"It turns out the address was. "Mmm daddy, you are so hard! Stroke it for me!" I said as I looked at his length standing perfectly. Slowly, daddy wrapped his hand around his cock and began to slide it over his thick roundness. Each time he stroked upward, his balls lifted. It was so hot to see daddy's jewels jiggle with his hand movement, especially since they were smooth. It was all I could do to keep from wanting to reach out and touch them. Daddy's batter chalice was so perfectly in sync with each stroke he took over his. “That’s complicated,” he said. “I love you, for one thing.”“How can you say that?” she asked. “You know I don’t want to do that, and when you tell me you want to do it only makes me all nervous. Why would you want to make me nervous if you love me?”“How is lying to you going to help you?” he asked, instead of trying to answer her question. “And if you didn’t want to know the answer, why did you ask me the question?” he added.She was frustrated.“Let’s just go to bed,” she said. “Don’t touch me,. I have always been a submissive but his total fascination with my outfit gave me a brief feeling of power. I enjoyed that feeling so much I decided to see if I could extend it for a little longer, knowing full well that it wouldn’t last anyways.Dropping the little pink knapsack I had been clutching in my hand as part of my ensemble, I bent over to pick it up thus flashing him a glimpse of my very tempting cleavage. His eyes were still riveted to the swell of prime tit flesh over my ruffled bra.