I then asked her to talk tothe father as I couldn't wait if I was to get back in time. I hugged her and told her I loved her daughter very much and t...at I'd take good care of her. I then turned and went to the car. Upon returning to the base, my Sergeant and his wife helped us find a place to stay until we could get married and get base housing. Our marriage went as most did and I seemed to have completely gotten over my fantasy needs. It was about five months after we were married when. And I make the most of it constantly watching and wanking as my beautiful daughter, Carol develops. And developing she is, into a beautiful curvy woman with all the appeal of her Mother in every way. I watch her dress and undress, bath and towel herself. Now she has a boyfriend, Phil has arrived on the scene. Carol’s would be husband. A soldier, who like me, had a fascination with tits and, as I have discovered since, the bigger the better. Yes I know where his secret stash of magazines. “No.” She replied softly. I nodded and reached a hand towards her. She tried to move, but the metal pinning her didn’t leave much space to pull away. I brushed my hand down her neck, then over the shirt of her uniform. When I reached her breasts, I stopped and squeezed. It was small, but well developed and felt full under my hand. I squeezed again, then found a hole in the fabric caused by some shard of debris. Using both hands, I pulled and ripped until her shirt was nothing but strips of. I questioned him with my eyes about condoms. Japanese hotels and it was easy to get a full pack in the drawers. I wore the condom to his tool and I moved myself down, positioned his tool upright and slowly took it in. Fulfilling… And it was a feeling that I was on the top of the world. I was so wet already and the rhythm was tickling my clit gently. I knew how to make the best out of this, and just arched my body back and started jumping up and down. Such a high it was and I started moaning.