I'd sit on his lap and grind my ass down over his cock-bulge or "accidentally" loose my towel as I came out of the bathroom past his bedroom door. Of ...ourse I was careful not to let Mom see any of this, but she was hardly ever home. She was always out at her club meetings or bingo, conveniently leaving Daddy and me alone in the house together.The first inkling that my Dad might have been interested was one day when Mom was away shopping. It was the beginning of summer and I wanted to get a head. Stoned by the local villagers we were now encircling.The taxes were now recovered from our prisoner, who swore he was trying toreturn them: Even as he was headed directly away from the provincial capital.The only thing the village priest steadfastly refused to disclose was the fateof the military escort. That we would learn soon enough; for now the priestremained gagged. He would warn no one of our presence. The guard was posted and the rest of the men slept. With the first sign offalse dawn. That ache matched the dull ache in her heart now that she knew he was also cheating on her daily.The smell of another woman couldn't escape her super nose, no matter how strong the soap he used afterwards was. Despite Terrell's many fine words, he never did have any intention of changing anything at all about himself.Terrell was in a foul mood as well. His latest bitch wasn't following his instructions. And when he'd slapped her to get her back in line, her sister heard about it and had called. Although not the typical medical sister, she was a large stout Brunette BBW lady with ample breasts. I could not take my eyes from her as her uniform touched the floor. “Could you undo my Brassiere clips too please?” she asked, “They can be a bit fiddly!”I let my finger slowly as possible feel the soft silk material against the sisters soft, warm and very feminine skin; I wanted to caress her shoulders for the rest of the night. Suddenly I snapped back to reality and I unclipped the back of her.