Try not to choke on any cocks."Karen choked as her fake smile turned to honest rage. "Oh, fuck you.C'mon Cece, let the ugly cunt talk to herself," she...said through clenchedteeth. It was a good reminder that politeness only went so far.The pair left left quickly, giving them a few seconds to speak before therest of the girls caught up. "Seriously, Kar, why were you talking withthat weirdo?" Cecelia asked. "Stuck up dirty bitch."Karen shrugged. "I really don't know. Probably called me over for. I tapped the door entered and asked who wanted coffee. The girls all gave me a guilty look with a sly smile. The wife was the first to speak saying "We have just been talking about you". I asked why and without hesitation she added "We were discussing the size of your prick"I was a little embarassed and asked what about it.My wife said the girls would like to see it, and with one swift movement she had pulled down the zip of my pants and her hand was teasing my prick into view for he. Slipping from bed and cleaning myself of his semen in the bathroom before returning to my own bedroom helped in the morning, to remove any stigma or shame of such an i****tuous act committed by a daughter with her father, my secret was safe, still a dark chapter in my early life, but more troubling, because it was my first wet dream, my first sexual experience and my first extremely powerful orgasm, three firsts, I wanted to experience it again, and every time my daddy was close to me, I felt. You will clean my house, cook our meals, and will join me in my bed most nights. I want to make it very clear that you won’t be my wife. I already have someone else in mind for that. If you agree, you will serve me for the rest of your life--unless you want to leave. If you want to leave, just tell Mrs. Anderson. Is that acceptable?”“Yes. Sir,” she replied as she glanced apprehensively at Allison.“Matt means every word he says. I think you’ll be much happier with him than you ever were with.