Her bare breasts stood high and firm on her chest with her nipples clearly hard and aroused. I couldn’t help but compare her ample, proud assets wit... my own smaller breasts. I had always wished that I’d been better endowed, and there was no way I could possibly compete with such a gorgeous creature as this, but then I’d never go the extremes of flaunting myself in the way that this girl was. I was shocked and surprised that she was not completely embarrassed and humiliated to be standing bound. You are one and Pete is the other. If you can understand that, then I will tell you that she says she has never blamed you for what you did and neither does Pete. She has taken all the blame on herself." I sat through this, realizing that my only happiness in the future with Annie was to do as she asked."Lisa has a brain tumor and she doesn't have much chance of surviving the surgery this morning. One, she may come through all right, two, she may be not much more than a vegetable, and three,. ...she starts to get distracted more and more from the story, struggling to keep her mind focused on her thoughts and turning them to words, growing uncomfortable again, twitchy movements from her hips and legs wondering how long she can resist the temptations, of the warmth radiating from between her legs, the laptop making the tops of her thighs perspirating in anticipation and excitement... She’s not even thinking of the story anymore, ideas running through her mind still, more. You're my slut, so it's Daddy or Sir to you. Do you understand?" His tone was serious as he waited for her to respond. "Yes Sir, I'm sorry," she said in a small voice. He was her Daddy; only he could fuck her, and she had to obey him. Rob put the side of his hand and nestled it between the lips of her labia. She gasped and twitched with anticipation as he slid his fingers over her juicy, swollen nub. "Uh, ah," she gushed, her knees bent, and legs open wide with her toes pointed inwards. Rob.