.. Jessica Cecilia Martinez, will you marry me? Knowing that you must share me with your sister-wife, my daughter? And that I will breed both of you. ...t’s high time that I expand the family by siring children on both of you. What do you say, girl?” Dan’s eyes moistened with tears as he popped the question.“Hell, yes, I’ll marry you, Daniel Patrick O’Neal. And I will be honored to do so, because I know what kind of man you are. Mama left me repeatedly in your hands and you only looked out for my. I figured I'd get the best that money could buy. I spent a few months so clumsy with the variety of settings that most of my orgasms were a shock. I'd simply pressed a button I didn't plan on pressing and cum by accident. Since then, I have worked through the buttons, this one, that one, combinations that make me shudder long before my brain is quite ready to give in. It being a toy, I have taken to playing, pressing my wet body up against the streaky bathroom tiles with one loud cry that I. If we’d ever been honest about it with our families – which we weren’t! – things could have turned out differently, but all we ever had was our duty to the families, driven down our throats. During our formative years, I’d be Nora’s escort whenever the occasion demanded. She’d hold my arm and we’d dance together at balls and things. God, at our official engagement party we even kissed in public. But in private we hardly had a word to say to each other, unless we were talking business or about. I was hard rock, I took her out of the tank, we went inside the motor room which had no roof , we had rope cot there, I made her lay upside down there, sun was shining on her wet ass, I removed her salwar and made her nude, and placed the salwar and my lungi under her ass to rise her hips and spread her ass to get in to her pussy finger there for a while and she told me put that in , I inserted my whole 10 inch in single stroke, she gasped, I sat on her thighs and started to ride squeezing her.