“Look Claire, I like you a lot but I have to warn you. I’ve got a problem in the size department. I’m not very well endowed.”That’s okay. It...��s not the size that matters, it’s what you do with it.”Claire turned on that megawatt smile and again my resistance was vampirically sucked away.I never got the nightcap. Claire pulled me straight into her bedroom and, after ripping our clothes off, we got straight down to business. Her tiny breasts were very sensitive and, when I played with them while. "No, no, no. Those were not my exact words. Do I need to remind you what they are?" Alan threatened. I know what that meant. It wasn't a habit but Alan would sometimes physically harm me to teach me a lesson. When it came to any part of my body, from the neck down, he would go to town using fists or strangulation. But when it came to my face, he would always slap me. Usually with his backhand. He says he only punches men on the face and slaps bitches. Another blow to my masculinity. "I am not. “That’s a good whore.” Abby grins at me as she leads my wife over at the end of her chain. “Suck daddy’s cock you worthless cum rag.”Josephine obediently pulls my boxers down far enough for my dick to spring out. She looks up at me with a lusty smile. Her lovely red hair framing her beautiful face.Then she leans in and I gasp as she sucks my cock deep. Her lips travel down my shaft until they are around the base. Taking the whole thing.I close my eyes and enjoy the pleasure.Soon though, Abby. They were beautiful, with large, penny colored nipples that quickly hardened in the coolness of the room. I then began to slide her skirt off of her, and was shocked to find my darling daughter not wearing any panties. She took care of herself though, I noticed as I took in her bush, trimmed and shaped into a gentle V. Lifting her up once again, I slid the shirt over her head and laid her back down on the bed. "Daddy?" she whispered, and I froze, knowing that she would think I was a horrible,.