Release Me Father
He would at least treat me right.
“And Isabelle... have you touched a man's cock?”
“No!” I blurted, almost choking. “I've never done anything like that, daddy, I swear. I'd have asked you first.”
Doh, what was I thinking! Asking him first?!
“I bet you'd like to, wouldn't you?” Daddy smiled, taking hold of my hand.
“Yes, daddy. I'd like to touch yours,” came my meek reply.
My step-father was already dragging my hand across his lap, placing it right on top of his pants – right on the massive bulge which had been growing steadily, larger and larger ever since he'd sat down.