"Maybe Lisa will join us next time. Would you like that daddy?" Before I could answer her she was asleep. I can't believe I just fucked my daughter, I...must really be perverted or something. The thing is is that I would love to do it again, that is, if she didn't hate me in the morning. The next morning I awoke with a hard-on and my daughter's lips wrapped around it. She was slowly pumping my cock with her hot mouth. My cock had gotten all its sensitivity back, enjoying the wonderful sensation. A lot of them had been tried before, and failed. She was able to point this out, and in many cases, suggest alternatives." Why did you decide to make her a pretty girl, instead of a man?", I asked."I wouldn't want you to get jealous, dear", she retorted with a grin. "I almost made the first as a copy of you, but I changed my mind. I have to get SOME work done, after all. As you can see, Andrea has all the parts. What you may not realize, is that they all work, too. If I had made a Matt Junior,. I made the salad, cleaned up and returned to the living room nervous as hell and wondering what would come next!What I saw when I entered the living room was all my stuff neatly laid out in sets! Yes, the ladies had matched everything as to what went with what. I also noticed several wooden hangers.Now, my mother loves wooden hangers. They were special and these were designed to hold a complete outfit. There was a place for a shirt, pants and jacket. You ever see these type hangers? They are. He told her that if she did exactly as he said thelittle girl would not be hurt. Tammy tried to remain calm. She did not want to upset Stephanie, so she startedthe car and headed down the road. The man told her where to go and to not attractany attention. Tammy did as ordered. The man, sitting next to Stephanie was playing with her as if he knew her.He had one of her favorite toys and was waving it for her. All the while hewas telling Tammy, in a calm voice; that as long as she did as told, her.