At least G_d did answer my prayers in a way that He could underthe rules He created. For in my heart and theirs I am their mother andthey are my daugh...ers. I thank Him for that even though we still needthat final part.In addition few will ever call me sis although I have two real lifesisters and a few sisters that are in our hearts. I doubt that dad willever consider me his daughter. Mom never did except near the end of herlife when she was a bit ?out of it.?My change has been until recently. Then she felt his cock pushing into her, the tip of his strong and hard cock driving into her pussy lips, working its way into her as his big strong body powered over her tiny little frame. Her white dress above her abs and clinging as her ass slides up and down the tank wall in the aquarium.His hand on her throat, squeezing tightly as he worked into a stronger and deeper rhythm.His date calling her a slut, before storming off jealously. Sophie felt the power of his cock as it finally worked. Your deep sexy voice kept playing over and over in my head. I could hear you whispering in my ear “Baby Girl…. Baby Girl you feel so good!” Shaking my head I leaned over and turned the water on. I pulled my long black hair up and reached over to turn the shower on I could feel my body aching for your feel, your touch. I slowly undressed and looked at myself in the mirror touching my breasts imaging it was your hand taking possession of it; pinching my nipples feeling the heat between my legs. Being your naughty, playful self, you 'clumsily' (with great skill and accuracy -lol) drop your pen under my desk and venture to get it. Crawling underneath wearing your tight work dress and high heels you push your ass up to generate more excitement from me, as if you weren't enough as you are.While under my desk, your hands dig into my pants and opened my zipper. All the while I am on a conference call discussing business ... and trying to be nonchalant with the other businessmen.You zip open.