"Oh and don't mention to your father that you saw me like this. He loves this bra and panty set. Every time I wear them around him, he can't wait to rip them off and have his way with me."
Again I found myself letting out a moan of horniness, jealousy, and frustration. How could she say things like that to me. It made me hate him so much, but made me so hard. I had to get out of there immediately. I turned and started to leave.
"Like father, like son. I'll see you downstairs."
As soon as I got in my room I immediately collapsed on the floor yet again and began jerking off feverishly as the days images flooded my mind.