Chris moved in front of her, running his hands up her legs and slipping his fingers inside her, thrusting deeply in and out until she came again, even...bigger than before.“Let’s get this fucking dress off,” he said, forcibly turning her over. “We all know you look hot in it, but we want to see you out of it now,” he said, quickly running the zip down her back, and pulling it clean off. It was a strapless dress, so it came off easily, as did the strapless bra she was wearing that he also removed. " I still don't like it," Jerry told her. "But I'll be there every step of the way if I can," he added already knowing as he said that, that Donna had already made up her mind. "So, what are you going to title this story if you do manage to expose it?" he asked.Donna laughed, "Oh I don't know, something along the lines of 'The Stepford Wives meet the Marquis De'Sade?" she said."God Donna, just the sound of that sends chills up and down my spine," he told her."Yeah, me too," she said seriously,. He sees you as being the success that he never was, you see. He sees you as being what he always wanted to be. You’re his one hope. You’re his real hope. That’s why he’s paid all those tuition fees for years and years. And not once did he grumble about it. He just paid, even though it’s sometimes been a struggle for us to find enough money.??Oh mommy. Is this really true? Is it really? I never got it. I never knew that dad saw it this way. I’m so sorry. Really, I am. I’ve been such a burden for. You see Abbey's chest measured an easy 44DD and it always took a few moments to adjust herself and not get her huge breasts caught in the spokes of the steering wheel. This was, she reflected once again, the only time she cursed her large breasts. What would it be like if she were to become even bigger because of her breasts being filled with milk? She shuddered to think of how her chest would ever get behind the wheel then.The drive to daddy's house was short and Abbey quickly parked and got.