I couldn't wait till he'd stick it in my hole. "Come on, Paul and fuck me with your white cock." Paul rammed his pole inside me. It felt like it'd ri... me apart. "Oh, you're so wet and tight," Paul was balls deep inside me. He grabbed both of my tits and grinded his cock into my pussy. "I never knew black pussy could be this good." "Mmm, yes, Paul. Fuck my young, black whore pussy." I was going crazy with lust. I lifted my legs up and Paul placed them on his shoulders. He was now hitting my. You can always give her a bath later," he had said. The two of them couldn't keep from laughing as they watched Abigail scampering about out in the yard playing with her little dog.My little Angel, with a dirty face, he thought affectionately as he watched her at play. How could I have ever thought I wanted a boy?Precocious little Abigail blossomed like an early spring flower. And as she started to get older, she quickly became everyone's little Sweetheart. Often, some of the rough rowdy. He has a partial skeleton, at least from the little I have gotten out of him about it. Bob has an octopus shaped head, with some human features; nose, mouth and ears. So he has a skull and neck, he also has two arms and a rib cage. It’s from the rib cage down he is undeniably a tentacle monster. Personally the only real frightening thing about him are his teeth so a friendly smile can turn to a rather evil looking one quickly. Thankfully he knows this and only shows them when he is either being. I don't want to talk about it right now. But I did not lie to you. My daughters and I have not made love. We've held each other, and after Scott died, we spent a lot of time holding each other and crying ourselves to sleep, but I've never touched them in that way. Never." Something still seems wrong when you talk about it." Sighing, "I don't want to discuss this any more right now, though."Both women tried to snuggle with him, but he gently shrugged them off. "I'm going to put on some work.