"Oh, I do, baby. I do."An hour later I stood in front of the full-length mirror provided by the hotel. I'd had to improvise by using my white satin ga...ter belt that I'd worn under my wedding dress, and a pair of smoky black nylon hose that I was going to buy another garter belt for on our honeymoon to go dancing in. I had a black demi bra that showcased my nipples as they held up against the underside of my breasts only, so I put that on, and a pair of black leather high heels, and to round out. But after Mama left us, I began to wonder why I couldn't fulfill Papa's needs - why couldn't I be 'the woman of the house' in every respect. As time went on, and Papa showed no signs of trying to find a new wife, I became more and more convinced that I was right to want what I wanted.One night, about three months after Mama passed away, I got out of bed in the middle of the night and went into my Papa's bedroom. He was snoring softly, so I just carefully and quietly climbed in bed with him. He. I made her horny when i asked her to remove panty so that i can insert my fingers in her pussy and kiss it, while kissing she was so horny and making loud noises like yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssss finger fuuuuuuuccccccccccccckkkkkkkkk me and eat my cummmmmmmmm.Then for that she asked when will you fuck my pussy and ass, i told it was the time to fuck your pussy and ass both now, i made her sit on a chair and made her legs widened so that when i inserted my cock in her pussy she felt. “Of course it was. I love youso much, Daddy.”“I love you too, Jean,” I replied.“I mean, I love, you,” she said, emphasizing the word. I knew what she meant, and for a moment it frightenedme. Then I realized how silly that fear was when Ifelt the same way.“Oh, god, Jean,” I said. “I love you that way too.”I felt my cock twitch inside her. I was starting tosoften, but slowly. “What are we going to do?” sheasked.“What do you want to do?”She smiled. “I want to make love again,” she said. “I.