I can’t seem to remember what came first, but now it was his blood staining my clothes, my hands. They shook so hard too, dabbling at his lips. I pr...yed to everything and anything, to just make him grow better, stronger. My words would fall on deaf ears, but he would only choose to hear of kindler things, of gentler words. As my heart twisted and wrung dry, I poured it all into him and watched him still grow weaker at being showered under my essence, under my care. Oh, how I clung to him and. We did a lot together and we loved spending time with each other.Mom called out that she was going now, she had been called into work for a few hours. We both called our goodbyes from my room, and heard the door bang as she left.Daddy looked up at me and smiled a real devilish smile, which made me lower my head and shuffle my feet, my toe circling the floor, and my hands behind my back. "So little one, what do you say about you and me christening this bed then?", and he winked at me.I still. She was squirming a little while the Daughter was rubbing herself more. My careful and slow attack on her sweet cunt was taking it’s toll on her as she started to pinch her own nipples hard and tell me how good it felt. She came hard and clamped her tiny legs around my head to keep me in place. As soon as the bucking stopped and she released my head I felt another set of hands on my cock. It was the Daughter and she wanted to suck my cock before I fucked her friend. I let her bob her head up. Looking down and pushing her crotch against my eagerly expanding cock she smiled at me and joked, “well you seem glad to see me too” I smirked and she took my hand to lead me around into the lounge.“What preparations Margeurite?” I asked. “Maggie” she said, “Call me Maggie. We have been very busy with little Christy’s education today, Haven’t we Christy?” she said to the girl laying foetal like on a day bed in the lounge. The table like sofa was about 2 metres square and covered in the softest.
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