“Wow, look at you!” His eyes lit up, seeing her full breasts and hardened nipples under the sheer material of what looked like a very sexy lingeri... robe. “What is that you’re wearing?”“It’s white lace, partially see-through, short robe and it’s only held closed by the satin string tied in a bow.” She untied it showing them her naked body underneath. “I can have it tied as snug or low and loose as you like.”“I hope it’ll be low and very loose,” he smiled.“Of course it will, Daddy and looked at. Right now!”“Right now?” Daddy asked. “I mean, it's late.”I blinked at that. I glanced at the clock. It was late. Almost 2 in the morning, but I was eighteen now. An adult. I was so ready to lose my virginity. I didn't want to wait for morning. What if I changed my mind? What if I got shy?“Daddy?” I asked, feeling nervous now.“Don't tease her,” Grandma said. Her hand stroked down my back. “Trust me, your daddy is just messing with you. He wants to take your cherry. He's been waiting for this. ”I swallowed and whimpered.She picked up the butt plug. “Now,” she said, pressing the tip into my right asscheek. She slid the cool metal across me towards my crack. “If you want this to end, if you can't handle what I'm doing, say red light.” A sneer crossed her voice, like only a pathetic, scared baby would do it. “I'll stop. I won't go any further.”“Okay,” I said and shivered, wanting to say it. But what about my mom's promotion? Her job? “I can handle it. Every girl has to lose her cherry. We were both happy that daddy realized menstrual blood washes right off, and won’t make a guy’s dick fall off. I found orgasms more comforting than I could imagine any amount of pills or other drugs could ever be. I’d rather have daddy fucking me than all the sympathy in the world. I’m sure that getting fucked every day helped keep my hormone driven, crazy emotions nice and mellow.I suppose Sammie and I are the kind of girls who all girls with cramps hate. It’s nothing personal girls, but we.