Jazz's "punishment" had lasted all of about an hour, but it had changed the way she looked at her father. He had shown such envy, such jealousy, such hurt, when he walked in on her and James. The schoolgirl outfit she was wearing was not much of a barrier between her beautiful 38 C sized breasts and James' wandering, exploritive hands. But she had to admit, the feeling of their tongues wrestling around in each others mout...

Work was tough. Framing is not as easy as it looks. All I wanted to do is come home, take a shower and relax. Maybe watch some t.v. As I walked in the house, I see my little girl getting her round supple breasts fondled by some young man, probably some one from her school, as they were in a deep kiss. "What the hell?! You need to leave right now young man!" The fear in his eyes was enough to keep me from ripping him a new...