She glanced at me. I gave her a smile and nodded my head, my nipples so hard, my pussy so wet. I wanted to masturbate.But I didn’t have Daddy’s pe...mission.“Then you will serve me like your mother and sister,” Daddy said. “You will obey me and stop being a brat to you mother. She deserves your respect. And you will service me with your body, submitting to me, just like you crave.”“We’ll ... have sex?” Her voice was so tiny, so girlish.“Yes. I will fuck your cunt, your ass, your mouth. I will own. .she is now his, at that point and time he could beat her husband her c***dren’s father to within a inch of his life and she would have gotten off on it, she has given him something she still hasn’t given her husband even after eight years of a great marriage , she gave him her soul, and he took it as he now moved one of his hands down beneath her ass and stuck his cock sized middle finger up against her ass hole, he whispered to her do you trust me , with sweat now running down her brow, and. She was caught several times going to the bathroom naked but nothing ever happened. So I got an eyeful every once in a while and watched her grow from a skinny little girl into a voluptuous and hot sexy young lady. But back then, I was just a kid and all I thought about when I saw her was that she was just like my mom. I never really got excited at seeing her. I just filed all those images away as something that sort of seems to happen in families but is never talked about. After I was 10,. She even imagined the way his prick suddenly throbbed, the sensation of his "spunk" as he'd called it, suddenly spurting from the tip, oozing down over her working hand. The warmth of it, and then the sudden additional warmth of moisture between her own legs. Becky reached down, surprised to find herself doing so again, a silky, almost pearly-like slickness just inside the opening of her cunt, even with the water beating against it. She set the shower-massage aside for a moment. Becky slipped a.