He told me to rehearse everyday and watch the videos. He wanted the performance to be perfect. I left the office as he lifted Beth on to the desk and ...tarted to fuck her again.The next few days were the most degrading even though I was on my own. I had to video myself and then watch the video to make sure I was doing everything the way they wanted. It was horrible watching myself like this.On Thursday night, my husband and Beth arrived at the house. We all went to the bedroom and I was told to. This was fun to watch, since they are hardly ever exposed to anyone from the outside world ... and they’re making the most of this.“Hi Eric, I’m Tana.”“Hi Eric, I’m Jana.”“I’m Hawk and I’m proud to meet you, Eric. Welcome to Lightfoot Ranch and Lightfoot Operational Headquarters.”“Hi Eric, I’m Falcon and I want to welcome you to our compound also. We’ve heard a lot about you since you arrived this morning.”“Hello to all of you. I saw you in the video we just finished watching. I was amazed when. “They did not survive the pregnancy. I do not know why.”“I do not know if I will assay that challenge,” I said, “but, had it not been for Ren, I would not be here at all. Any life I have left is due to him.”“You do not owe me,” Ren replied heavily, “nor are you bound to me by an oath. Your life is yours alone.”I nodded. “I know that, and I am choosing my own path.”My father studied my face, and then he sighed and leaned toward me. “You have always chosen your own path, my daughter.” He glanced. Our kissing was erotic, smooth, extremely wet and breathy. And notably aggressive, I thought, as she bit into my lower lip. I groaned in pain, she squealed and laughed.On her king-size bed, nearly naked---she was wearing her panties and my tie---we smiled, slowed, and began to indulge ourselves in each other's knowledge and experience.Hands, arms, legs, cock, breasts, pussy, mouths moved in smooth warm wet synchronization. I spoke in a half-whisper, "What do you like?" feeling her breasts,.