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"just the routine 8-car pileup on 73 highway. You know the stretch, where I taught you to drive...??" At that point I noticed that my daughter was wearing a very tiny, revealing string bikini. I told her to go inside and put on some clothes immediately before she got arrested for public indecency. She half scoffed at me, with an "Oh, Daddy," but went inside anyway without the usual argument that we, two strong-willed people normally had over petty issues. Although I thought her complacency was a little odd and out of character, I realized that she was becoming more agreeable as she grew up. I couldn't help but gawk at my beautiful daughter, especially today when she was wearing something that left very little to the imagination. But as usual I didn't stare and appeared completely nonchalant, though her young womanly radiance and innocent sensuality always made my heart race a little. I desperately did not want her to know that sometimes I couldn't help but admire her beauty as much as. "Who's next?" I asked.Before either of them could answer, I upended the bottle and dumped a large portion of it onto Helen's stomach. She gasped and I smiled, quickly spreading it over her skin, once again being careful to avoid the erogenous zones. The only release was what I chose to give them.Helen gasped as I spread the oil and traced the contours of her body with my hands. Covering her front, I went about deadening her senses like I had Tracy's. Once the headphones were in place I turned to Kate, who was now alternating between looking at the two squirming companions and at me."Anything you want to say?" I asked as I held my hand, still glistening with oil, over her stomach.Kate smiled and coyly looked up at me, "Can you get me to beg, Master?" she asked."That sounds like a challenge." Do you think you're up to it?" asked Kate."I'd like to think so," and I put my hand to her causing Kate to gasp. The cool oil began to slide down her side towards the bedsheets. Moving quickly, I.
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Theirs was like a secret dance.She tried with every little bit of charm to make him bring her to his bedroom. First it was her impish eyes and an unconscious bite of the upper lip. Then it was the way her slender fingers rested on his shoulder and arm languidly, like she would attach herself to him any moment. Finally, she begged to use the bathroom, even though there were others available in the big house.He attempted to lead her to one of those but she was determined to enter his. She went inside without asking for permission and he hurried after her. She smiled at him, her eyes taking in the wide bed, the tall stacks of books, and the closed door which he told her was the toilet. She was in there for a long time so he sat on his bed, anxious and excited. Waiting for her to make a move. He did not want to misinterpret her actions even though he was hoping for something to happen. When she still did not come out, he began to sweat. He imagined her coming out naked. Her long black.

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