Then there were the d**k pics. Dozens of them, each one showing Henry Sellers' not unimpressive c**k. Sometimes it stood alone, other times his hand was wrapped round it. He filmed himself m**********g into what appeared to be a pair of knickers. His daughter's knickers, no doubt. There was another short clip showing him jerking off over a framed photo of the two of them together, eventually squirting gobs of pearly white cream over the image of her face.
And then there was the smoking gun. The first of many smoking guns.
The texts, the photos, the videos were journalistic dynamite. They showed the Prime Minister and his daughter engaged in s****l acts, but most of them didn't show the two of them engaged in s****l acts with each other. Clearly, they were a couple of insatiable little ny
