She had the wrap on over the string bottoms. I hadn't been able to convince her to go the woods with me, yet, but we made out a little bit on the beac..., and I was making some headway on the idea of finding a spot for us to be even more intimate.When we got down the beach, close to one of the entrances into the wooded paths, there was an older couple, maybe mid-forties (they were older compared to us, I was 18 and she was 19 at the time) that we hadn't seen on our last pass through the area.They. Next, a pair of smaller size blue jeans and then finally, a new pair of hiking boots. Laura packed no other clothing, but placed her wallet in the zippered side pocket. The last item that Laura took was a silver locket on a chain. It was hidden under a loose floor board in her closet that she lifted up with the Swiss Army Knife in the pocket of her blue jeans.For the brief moment that I saw it, the locket was in the shape of a scallop shell. It appeared to be quite old, very detailed, and. How can you ask such a thing of me? I'm your daughter!" I was on the verge of tears at that point. I began to wonder if I ever really knew my father at all. I thought I was his little princess. His cupcake. Did he really want me to do those nasty things I read in the document? Apparently, he must've, or why else would he have his lawyer by his side.The conditions for my inheritance were as follows: I must report to my father's study twice a day, everyday, for one year wearing nothing but a. Since Dad ran out when I was ten to marry his secretary, she hadn’t dated once.She hadn’t gotten laid.And now all her pent-up desires were bursting out of her, turning her into a slut eager for my cock. This was the second blowjob she had given me this morning. The first was after I had fucked her ass in the shower, breaking in her virgin territory. She didn’t mind her sour musk on my cock.It was insane and I loved it.But I was also fucking my younger sister, Jenny. And she was pregnant with my.