Boy toy maybe.”“Hey, you’ve become naughty,” she giggled.“Not until you sucked me down there” I poked her. “You bloody mother fucker” ...he yelled but with a smile. This is the first time I actually saw her behaving like a teenage girl. She was still wearing a t-shirt and a bermuda. Hearing the word ‘mother fucker’ from my own mom made me crazy and I jumped over her like a tiger on a deer. I took out her t-shirt and started to suck her boobs like a hungry puppy.She bending her back to pop out the. I would like to call it love making, but unfortunately even I sometimes have to admit when a spade is a spade… Realising that my muscles were even more stiff then normal, I tried to stretch, only to suddenly come jarringly awake as I discovered that I was tied, completely spread eagle, onto my bed. There was even a tie across my waist, holding me tight against the bed. Opening my eyes, I scanned the room, looking for you. Unable to see you I tried to listen for your movements, but all I could. Hill winced, and hiked at his pants. His constant, raging hard-on was getting on his nerves.It seemed that even cherry-popping wasn't good enough. Nothing would do for Hill but to have his own daughters.But how would they react to such a heinous act--a father taking his own daughters, deflowering them!The thought appalled him, whereas his raping the three girls had not appalled him, at least not after he discovered the effects of his rape on Molly.He had gone to the boat house after school, and. He told me he couldn’t continue this because I was a girl and it was bad enough that a girl was sleeping in his bed. I’m paraphrasing a little – I don’t remember the exact words.Mostly though he was saying he was used to sleeping in the nude, certainly not with any clothes on, and that he couldn’t continue with this arrangement any longer. I told him were on opposite sides of the bed. If you don’t want to wear a shirt, don’t wear it. It won’t bother me. I convinced him and for the next few.