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\n\t\t\t\t\t| " | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t His daughter sniffled woefully, but obeyed and slowly moved to lay across his lap. She was rather too large to balance easily, so he helped her out with one hand, making sure to brush her chest while he was doing it. While she was miserable, Jason was overcome by a confusing mix of emotions: thrill from the danger he had placed himself in, excitement, lust, and a bit of fear of something going wrong was the cherry on top, making the combination almost overwhelming. There also was a small amount of sadness and shame at doing such a thing to his own daughter, but the rest of the emotions were too strong to pay it much attention. He also was, once more, feeling that his pants were getting uncomfortably tight. It had been years since he felt anything of the sort. Now that he had taken a good look at Grace from close, he was amazed at her beauty. With his wife, his attraction had been much more mental than physical, especially in the later years, as pregnancy and an illness hadn't done her any favors. But with Grace he had come to the conclusion that he didn't really know his daughter anymore, and lust was all that he felt for her at that moment. Taking advantage of that Grace was looking down and not seeing what he was doing, he carefully checked her out again, admiring her recently developed curves, her small breasts, her slender figure and her very shapely butt. Before she had time to wonder what he was waiting for, he placed his hand on it, and gave it a light, experimental slap. "Ow!" complained Grace, though not too loudly. Taking that as a sign that he should turn things up a notch, he did it again, a bit stronger. He repeated the process, increasing the force of each hit, until she started to tense up and sob with every strike. He, on the other hand, was getting hornier and more excited every time his hand touched her body, and the temptation to go further got harder to resist. A few hits later, just as she tearfully begged him to stop, and he decided that he had gone far enough, he noticed that her slit was glistening with moisture, and couldn't resist the temptation any longer. After bringing his hand down he quickly reached in, and ran his finger along her slit, reaching in as deeply as he dared. Grace quickly gasped in shock, and his heart nearly jumped out of his chest, as he realized he had overdone it. Trying to recover from his mistake, he spanked her harder several times more, hoping that the pain would distract her, and make her forget. Deciding to wrap things up, he let her stand up and start getting dressed. Fortunately, she immediately turned away from him, giving him the chance to lick the finger that was still moistened with her juices, and to conceal that he was now sporting a raging erection. Trying to sound as serious as possible, he told her that he hoped she had learned her lesson, and that they would discuss the tattoos at length later. Then he picked up the same pile of clothes he had brought in, and quickly headed for the bathroom. Grace laid down on her bed, hugged the pillow, and cried. \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t