She seemed like a good girl. She did right by him. She never eluded to being promiscuous. She never drank too much or said anything off color. I under...tand why he would trust us being alone. That was a mistake.He had asked me to head over to the house, Lara couldn’t get dryer to stop running and she was concerned it would “burn down the house”. My office is so close, you sent me over there near lunch time, knowing you couldn’t get there until early evening. I ran over with my tools quickly. She. Because of the effect of the liquid, it didn’t feel bad, but the feeling of my nipples being pinched stayed. I glanced down and saw a pair of nipple clamps had been snapped on to them and was connected to each other by a small chain. The clamps were rubber and quite small but were squeezing my nipples very hard; not enough to damage but enough to show definite flattening. Mary took hold of the chain and lifted it up; both tits rose up with her hand as the clamps tugged on the nipples. She. “I don’t know. The only thing I can think of is maybe find her a nice room in a big house somewhere, rent free, where all her needs are taken care of, surrounded by girls that will probably learn to love her as time passes. Know anywhere with an opening?”Jen just grinned at the rest. “Told you so,” she smirked, as she went to find Grams and give her the news. Miss Agnes brightened, and her smile was back, so I guess she approved. Maybe they would hit it off.I think Gram and Jen’s family were a. " and left the room to make one.It was always rum and Coca Cola, mostly rum. It was July and we were both wearing shorts so while he was gone I removed my panties. I was nervous as hell, but when he returned after a few moments I opened my legs, when he looked at me he'd get a view of my wet pussy. What would he do when he saw it? Would he tell me I wasn't wearing panties and go put some on, or there was a chance I had inherited my desire for incest from him? Maybe Daddy had desired sex with me.