That all changed when he found out through an old friend that Jr might not be his biological son. Elias was not convinced this was true, so his friend...and my uncle sat down and told him the truth about his wife.He couldn't handle the truth when he heard it and had to ask her for himself. When he did ask, she denied it at first until he confronted her with the stories he had been told about her being a cock addicted dirty slut that craved for big dick since her days in Mexico.Elias had popped. It was atactile wonderland! Sensations unknown to women since the 1950's. Thehyper feminine attire of days gone by that few women these days even hada recollection of, not to mention the very few men daring enough to testtheir nerve by testing the limits of society, taking the risk to havetheir secretive fun and get away with it or be exposed as "sissies." Butit was worth it, if just to experience such a forbidden but such atotally unbridled and exquisite sensation! I could feel the. "Oh Daddy, I'm so scared," she answered. "I just don't know how to tell you. I don't want to lose you."She looked so distraught, I was really concerned, and felt an empty pit in my stomach. I pulled her to me, "Just tell me Lexi, whatever it is, we can work anything out together. I'm here for you, and I'm not going anywhere."She lookup at me, her eyes filled with tears. "Daddy, I'm pregnant," she sobbed. She saw the shocked look on my face and she burst into uncontrollable tears. I puller her. But why would sending him updates change?” I asked then didn’t bother waiting for an answer. “It’s not like you’re going to be spending all day with him. You’re still MY property! Anyway, what reason would you have to stop sending him pictures?” I asked, really unsure what her problem was.“You certainly don’t have to worry about me accidentally calling him Master! It’s difficult though, Master. It’s like reliving the night in our hotel room where Mr Philbert cuddled with me. It was more.