"Tom was in trouble either way. He turned to Alan."Would you be prepared to take photos of both and let the jury decide?" he asked.Alan smiled knowing...ly. "Of course," he said."Chicken!" grinned Becca.Tom grinned back. "Yup!" he said.Nell looked at him contritely. "Sorry, Tom, that was unfair of me." No it wasn't," he said. "You were being bullied by my mother and my cousin and didn't want to upset either of them."Isobel felt her heart swell with pride at the deft way Tom had handled the. Wendy urged me back up to standing, slapped me on the ass and said, “Face down on the table, babe!” I assumed the position and she started the most thorough, professional, and deep massage I have ever received. Very professional, except when she reached the inside tops of my thighs, where she slowly slid across the back of my balls and down the length of my cock with a single firm finger, eliciting a deep grown turned into growl from me. Wendy then moved my legs together in the center of the. "Daddy! Okay, tell me this, if I wasn't your daughter, would you do me?"How do you answer that question. I threw caution to the wind."I'd do you until you begged me to stop." I'd never do that, Daddy... I mean beg you to stop."With that, she kissed me, not a father/daughter kiss either, and although I knew it was wrong, I didn't push her away.She snuggled closer in my arms as our lips pressed and her hand was on my thigh for support. Her other hand went behind my head, holding me in place as. She was stretched out, her feet still in heels resting on a small footstool, when she had noticed Brian watching her feet as she slowly tapped in time to the background music. She had not argued when he asked her to turn and put her feet in his lap, and when she saw his arousal, she knew that she was likely going to get another bonus. He didn’t touch her though, other than to position her feet a couple times, but it was not long before he had reached down to once again play with himself, the.