Everyone had taken me off their final directives after they saw how hard it was integrating Ensign Chandler’s family with Susan and me. I hadn’t s...oken to them about it, but they had read the signs and it wasn’t too difficult to see how hard that had been for us. They completely understood that Susan and I dearly loved them all, but that wasn’t the family we really wanted to have.They didn’t want their last act to be something that would hurt me. I cried my eyes out. I would have done anything. They were comparable to Brenda’s. Big, but not unsightly big, but big enough to make it difficult to disguise herself as a male should such necessity or occasion ever arise. Her legs were….well leggy. They were long, the impression was that they never stopped, they never quit. Her naked legs were alluring by themselves. Guys would get an erection at just gazing at her perfect nude legs. Yes Linda Porter was the complete package in female pulchritude. Her beauty was what made Linda confident in. Amazingly she was a 38DD, oh how I use to wish that I could spunk all over her big tits. One particular day I was eyeing up her washing on the line where I discovered to my delight a black corset had been hung out to dry.My little cock became instantly hard at the sight of this sexy garment fluttering in the wind.I could only imagine that Vera had bought it for her new boyfriend, a black man called Harold, who id seen sniffing around for the last few weeks.One think for sure I just had to get. We had wed just out of college and made our ways up the ladders of success, waiting until we had gotten old enough and enjoyed life as a couple before considering children. I had just turned thirty when our first was born, in fact, identical twins. Both girls would surely have Daddy wrapped around their tiny fingers as the years went by. Needless to say, I was very proud, and very, very smitten with the dark haired brown eyed loves of my life. The twins we named Tammy and Tawny, both dark.