She had small breasts, little A-cups that barely had any shape to them. Her nipples thrust out as fat as her sisters. They all had their mother's nipp...es.“Well, Daddy?” Janelle asked, shaking her boobs at me.I wanted to say no. Should say no. If I was truly the “Best Dad,” I wouldn't hesitate to utter that simple word. Instead, “Yes,” croaked from my mouth. I stared at her large, youthful breasts. “Yes, I do.”“Yay!” she shouted and then released her big boobs to bounce and jiggle while she. “We’ve had handsome and stupid masters. We’ve had old and experienced Masters. The Neighbor was a former Marine and combat instructor who had served in Iraq and the only time he ever ran away was when he encountered unpredictable cunts like us! We’ve been surrounded by dysfunction our entire lives, Master Justin. The reason you are so different is that your dysfunction is that you are normal and to us that is completely and totally impossible,” she whispered in my ear.I understood what she. .. only for you." Daddy's gonna get a new wife!" Katie giggled in a sing-song voice."No, I will not marry him, just as I didn't marry him on Cornaza. I will love him, spend the night with him when I can, bear his children, but I will not marry him." Why?" Cindi asked, shocked. To Cindi, it was always simple, black and white. If you were in love, you got married, plain and simple. Unless, of course, marrying one you were in love with would hurt your precious sister, like Cindi marrying me could. ..You make my wishes, easily granted, by your actions, your movements, you're sexual energy, by you letting me bury my face into your beautiful pussy... by allowing me to suck inside your thighs, by bouncing your ass on my chin and fucking my face. You let me suck, bite, tongue, finger, grope and feel, all of your precious, private and privileged spots. Without resistance from you or concern from me, you fuck my face, hard. "I'm gonna fuck you good, like its the last time ever". That's how I.