Carol, his second choice was actually prettier than Mary, though it was more subtle, giving her a brunette haired and brown doe eyed plain aura, and s...e had softer flesh which, as proved by her extra large parents, would turn her into a fat lady when she got older. Joseph liked her softness.She had a soft mind as well, enjoying the books of Laura Ingalls Wilder over more mature works of fiction, but she was intelligent, and their conversations were never dull.An enlarged penis was not something. He slams my jaw shut on my pinky three times. As he does so, he yells "Bite it! The fuck! Off!" This makes both my jaw and pinky sore, but is nothing compared to pain I'm already feeling elsewhere.He lowers his mouth to my left tit. "Like this!", as he digs his teeth into my tit around the nipple. As he digs in, my teeth clench around my pinky and my arm pulls back. My pinky rips off in my mouth and my arm snaps away from my face, hitting my assailant in the head. He glares at me, as he chews. Daddy!" Tears began to well up in my eyes. Eight, Nine, and Ten, and I was kicking my legs and tears were flowing down my face, but I was able to keep counting without fail. Vick didn't bother pulling up my panties, he just stood me up. Tears were still streaming down my face, and I reached back to rub my red hot ass. After a few minutes, my eyesight cleared and I had noticed that Michael had returned, and he wasn't alone. He had brought with him two girls from the girl's cabin. They snickered. When Brad's alarm went off the next morning at 6, I got up and made him breakfast while he showered and dressed for work. We sat and talked while he ate, then I cleaned the kitchen and went to take my shower. It was one of the most domestic mornings of my life. It was also more than a little surreal. I felt like Brad and I were married, but somehow that was not a comfortable feeling for an 18 year old who was about to go off to college and begin her life. That was the beginning of my doubts..