I think it is high time that you reassessed your position in thisfamily and reconciled yourself to it my dear. You are, based upon yourreplies to me ...bout enjoying sex with Brandon, my daughter now. It istime you realized that," Terri laughingly said.Chris wanted to vomit but had to admit that there was something to whatshe was saying. Maybe it was those damn hormones but when he consciouslyconsidered everything that had happened.....well if it had been someoneelse other than Brandon ...well. “Daddy…” Sara tried again, her voice heavy and her protest betrayed by her hips, which were now working in tiny circles, pushing back against her father’s probing fingers. “She’ll do anything for a cock,” he added, cutting her off, “I wonder if you’ll be just like her.” “Daddy…” she said again, but this protest was different. He had pulled his fingers from her slit and his hand from her breast. “Don’t stop,” she cried. “Keeping watching your Mom,” he ordered and he grabbed the hem of her. Again we had great sex post this conversation but this time she suggested we do a little role-play involving us on a cruise and her making me watch while she fucked other passengers.A few months passed after this and while the fantasy of my new bride with other men never lessened we went about our daily lives as normal. We went to work, we went out at the weekends, we had fun. Around May we started to talk about our summer vacation. We both have most of August off so the summer holidays are. I was telling him about my recent mother-daughter thing. ‘You nailed them both?’ ‘Yeah, I did.’ ‘They work as a team, or what?’ ‘No, nothing like that. The daughter’s a waitress. I gave her a sample, you know? Next thing I knew we were at my place. One thing led to another and we were going at it, you know?’ ‘Anyway, she gets into this accident and I visit her at the hospital, and her mother shows up. We talked, she wanted to know how an old fart like me came to know her daughter. I told her.