He looked bigger than I remembered him saying. He was well over six foot and had one of those barrel chests like Bluto on a Popeye cartoon.“I I ch c...a changed m my m mind.”“Well dick weed. Lucky for your wife I didn’t change mine. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me through the house until he found the master bedroom.“Strip you fucking toad.”“W wa what?”“You fucking heard me asshole.” And he punched me in the gut. The air in my lungs practically ran from my body I was so frightened. I fell. "Thislacks the texture and moisture of a woman's ..."Holmes knew that Watson could not even bear to utter the medical term,so butted in. "And so it does. It also appears to lack the entrance to awomb. If I were not to be mistaken, Dear Watson, I suggest that what wehave here is not a woman, but what was once a male, modified by surgeryin such a way as to perhaps provide a plaything for its master. Aplaything that would not be troubled by pregnancy, or indeed, a woman'smonthly inconveniences.". I stayed hidden. They both instantly started making out. I couldn’t hear what they were saying but I didn’t need too. They were feeling each others asses and he started kissing her. Mom was due home any minute. They did a quick feel up of each other and I saw my daddy feeling her titties. She in turn felt the front of his pants. I was in sexual shock, having never seen this before. I was jealous and excited all at the same time. My pussy pulsed as I watched. Oh how I wished that was me in daddy. I know that his finger had shit on it and probably his tongue too. All of a sudden he stood up and dropped his pants,(I don't think he had any shorts on) and spit on his dick. I looked at it and hoped that it wasn't as large as some of those in the books and it wasn't. I wasn';t sure what he was going to do but I just laid there with my ass in the air as he spit on his dick an on my ass. Then he took his dick and slowly aimed it at my buthole and slowly pushed it in. I did hurt a little.