Mom and Dad admiredthat choice. I thought it was dumb, but romantic atthe same time too, you know what I mean?Anyway, you're probably wondering what h...ppened next,so here we go.Chapter One -- The object of their affectionAlex's June wedding was a lovely affair. Nowhere nearas elaborate as the bash Mom and I were planning forOctober. Despite the fact that I hadn't actuallyselected a groom yet.In a classy move, though Alex had jumped ship from theBoy Brides, those of us who were still single. "Well I'm glad about that then." Charlotte patted Tiffany's knee."I want in," Tiffany stated boldly.Charlotte choked on her drink."You want what?" Charlotte was stunned."I can't be an Acolyte so I want to be a Sister," Tiffany replied."It's not that simple Tiffany; besides your mothers, both of them,would never forgive me," Charlotte dug in."I'm nineteen years old and I can do what I like. Besides; if mummyand Edward knew you were recruiting virgins and other young girls topopulate your. I had no choice. I whispered. "I'm a slut, please make me come Daddy." He smirked in contempt, pulled his fingers out of me and slid one of his wet fingers into my bottom. I wasn't expecting it and it went in easily but my body reacted to the intruder by instantly clamping down hard on it. I began to panic thinking of what he might have in store for my tender backside and I wanted to distract him by any mean necessary. "Please JJ, Daddy, please make me, your slut come, please Daddy, please." He. It made no sense not to call it a cock, for as a cock it felt and moved. She could not even wonder under whose control and to fulfill whose need it slid in and out. Her soft moans grew as it began to satisfy some of hers.It drove her forward as on a switchback road up a steep peak, occasionally giving hints of the view from the top, then turning back before winding around to be on a yet higher level. The queen continued with no urgency, the thrill and anticipation she had not experienced in so.