" More?!? Like what?" She had implied earlier that she might want to be bigger for my benefit, but if I had desired that, her body would have already ...esponded.Renée sat up and looked me square in the eyes. I still held her close, so the look was intimate. "I'm not just talking physically because I realized that I was your idea of perfect a long time ago." She seemed to squirm in her seat and then asked, "What more would you want ... from me?"I wasn't sure what she meant, though ideas were. They took it slow and easy. First they began with the basics. They made out. This was something they hadn't really had time for before, wanting to get the sex going quickly. But now they made love to each other. They kissed slowly and softly at first, then more passionately, wrapping their arms around each other and just joining together as one. They started standing up, then collapsed onto the huge, king-size bed, and continued making out, fondling each other's bodies and kissing. Each nuzzled. The fact that it was my sister was no big deal but it being her breast that I was rubbing was beyond belief I couldn't even wrap my mind around it.I had helped my sister out so much and loved her child before she was even born. For those reason my sister named me Godfather of her daughter Elizabeth Isis. It was clear to anyone that my sister loved her daughter and despite the fact that my sister was only 16 when she had Elizabeth she took very good care of her. She had accepted some financial. Nevertheless, my high school sweetheart had raised our daughter, and she had grown into a strong, beautiful young woman ---- with an exaggerated set of male sex organs as well, of course. Suddenly, a firm pressure that promised to dive deep within me reminded me of where I was. I turned my head a bit more and gazed up at the perfect face of my perfect daughter ---- my perfect lover. She possessed a slim but well-toned body typical of her gender, but I could also see her father in her features..