The name Nilsa didn't seem odd to me atall. It did pass from female to female in my family. If the first bornwas a daughter, then she'd earn the name....My mother, now my father,never had been overly interested in keeping family names to the letter,so having it as my middle name would have sufficed for the familytradition. I learned later that my mother always liked the names of herfirst two children and had luckily decided that she would name us ournames whether we were male or female. I would. “What’s an attractive offer?”“You. I’m an investor. This house has possibilities. But there are a dozen like them on the market now. However, none of them has you. I like your suggestion. I think we’d have a wonderful time together.”She looked at me with stern eyes. “Thank you, but I’m not a prostitute. I’m not interested.”I replied, “And I wouldn’t be interested in you if you were a prostitute. I find you immensely attractive. You are beautiful and obviously smart. That’s an amazing. The pre-cum had a sweetness to it, and knowing it was coming from Daddy's cock made it even better. The head of his cock was silky-soft. She ran her lips and cheeks over it, fascinated at its delicate skin. As she licked him, there was a spot right under the tip that made Daddy gasp when she moved her tongue over it. She'd remember that. With her stage fright forgotten, she slid her lips and mouth over the head of his cock and down his shaft as far as she could. Her breath hitched in her throat. I ran my hands over my own chest, revelling in thethought of myself as a beautiful girl, a new bride, just like her, as Ifelt the material of my corset and the warmth of my flesh where the tightcorset had pushed it up and out like small breasts."Oh, ohh, ohhhh God," she moaned as she tossed her blonde hair back andlet out louder and louder sounds of ecstatic pleasure, "This is what awedding night should be. Two sexy brides and no men to get in the way!"After she had ridden my cock for a while,.