Also, the rape fantasy was a big thing for both of us. It always made me wet thinking about him raping me. I guess thinking about Master Ricardo got t... be too much for me because the next thing I knew I had stripped and was on my bed with my new vibrator, the one he sent me to buy, and my dildo. I put the vibrator up to my clit and had to bite my lip to keep from moaning. It always felt like heaven, I don't think I will ever get bored of that feeling. I quickly push the dildo in feeling it push. I eagerly licked, rubbed and probed away at that young teen cunt like a man who hadn't eaten in a week, and very quickly my stepdaughter was getting louder and more excited, and she gripped the back of my head with her free hand and pulled me in tighter as she begged for me."Yes daddy! yes daddy! yes daddy!" she groaned over and over "Yes daddy! yes!"I was now jamming my face into her crotch, my tongue was a little meat pole plunging in and out of her wet cunt, and my nose was furiously rubbing. I was kissed on the cheek by innumerable elderly aunts, most of whom appeared grieved as if I were dead and already laid out in my coffin instead of propped up in bed.I was obliged to "be nice" and appreciative and, as Josephine Louise whispered to me with her luscious, red, magnificently sexy mouth close to my ear at one point, "Look as if you're in mortal pain, Speedy. These old Victorians just thrive on melodrama."Martha Jane visited me each day, but we were hardly able to have a few words. Bill and Sue would need another day or two to recuperate before returning to work. They headed for home taking their dirty clothes and purchases with them. I would spend the next several weeks educating my ladies and selling the gold and platinum. I also needed to decide how much I should pay Bill and Sue for their assistance; my initial thought, was to give each of them five or ten percent of my net profit.I had planned to bring back two slaves, and to give each of them a room. I had set up.