"Her smile lit up the room in ways her previous smiles might have asked for dimmer lighting. "No one has ever told me that before. They've always been...too scared of what I might do."I shook my head. "I doubt you'd scare me."She wiggled her hips again and said, "Good, because I don't want to do that. But you asked how I feel about Master. I have to admit that he's not as good to me as my Father was, which is why I miss him so much, but Master took me in. I owe him everything." He took you in?" I. What's meant to be is meant to be."She sensually approached the bed, leaving a trail of her clothes behind. All that was left by the time she arrived were the panties she was wearing today."Here, Daddy," she purred, "I think you'll like these better."Millie placed her father's hand between her legs where a damp stain was spreading. She made him rub her cunt through the damp fabric while she reached down and stroked his rigid prick."Would you like some sucking first, Daddy? "Bud Underwood. Even though she was Bill's original wife, and he had not blamed her in the least after learning what had actually happened with Ingles, she still shied a little from making major decisions that involved her husband ... or Kathy, Jill seeming to prefer a more supportive and submissive role, rather than that of first wife.Kathy brought her mind back to current matters as she reached over to take her sister-wife's hand. "Jill, you know I love you, right?"Jill put her cup back on the table, pulled. Several of the wooden structures looked to be completed or near completed. The pow, pow of air nailers was rapid fire and dozens of carpenters were cutting, holding or passing lumber.As I walked along looking at the progress, all of them stopped to ask how I was this morning and made comments about all the burned vehicles in the row.I took some more pictures of the burnt out vehicles and I did another check to make sure my computers were destroyed. They were nothing but remnants of the hard.