“I won’t let him.”I frowned. “You didn’t exactly try to stop him on that day.”“Yes, I did.”The insanity of our current situation sudde...ly lost all cohesion with her words. “What?”“I tried to stop Daddy that day. I grabbed his arm, tried to pull him around to look at me, but he was too angry.”“And you think you could stop him if you and I do what you’re thinking about now?”She stepped to the side of the island. “He can’t get to you if I’m standing between the two of you.” She edged along, moving. As she spoke, she stroked my genitals lovingly and shared her knowledge of this tribe of sea people, how they traded with other tribes than lived deeper in the jungle and how their world had been affected by the 'great dying' when the males strangely succumbed overnight and the women were left to fend for themselves. The lizard skinned tribe were known throughout the land as merciless warriors with an unwritten agenda of conquest. If my fertility returned, it must be carefully guarded to. It was the first time anything had ever been up there. As I got used to one, she slipped another finger in, then eventually another, and found my prostate. As she played with it and I was starting to moan, she whispered, "That's it, that's where I want to send you tonight."And as suddenly as she put them in, her fingers were gone. She began rubbing her cock up and down my ass, and anticipation was building, and uncertainty about what I had gotten myself into was growing. She stopped and placed. "Fuck this up and I will hurt you far more then your little fucking brain can conceive. You better do it just as I said or not even dear daddy will be able to save you." Debbie instructed Ann to get her bath and get dressed and ready even though it was just 4:30 and she had plenty of time. John arrived home at 5:45 and of course his first question was where was his darling daughter. Debbie knew this was always his first question and had her answer ready. " Oh she is getting dressed up in her.