But not on Saturdays.Later in the morning, the family would all do their usual chores, whether it was cleaning the house, caring for the animals, tend...ing the garden or doing yardwork. Then they'd have dinner together before the girls inevitably went off to do something with their friends.They had a comfortable routine. And it was coming to an end.A part of him felt a little bitter. After all, these were his girls. They were his life. Everything he did—good, bad or indifferent—was all for them.. His plastic panties soonfollowed. But then she made him step into the all-in-one girdle shehad bought the night before. The thing was a nightmare to pull on. Itwas so tight he could barely stand it, especially around his now well-padded backside. She adjusted the shoulder straps so they were a bittoo tight and then stood back to inspect her handiwork. She wassmiling broadly. He wasn't smiling at all. The thing was going to bea nightmare all day.She handed him a new pair of pantyhose and. In the background I heard a voice in the distance and it sounded like Reggie. “Oh geez, Tom jerked off on the boss ... LOOK!!” I hoped the guys would stay away because I was so fearful of what the son was going to do next perhaps in reprisal.Lilly reached down and picked up the coffee can and held it under my penis to capture some of the last of the gizem just idly globbing out in aftermath. She set the filled can the ground, neatly, next to his hat and left it for the son. As she quick pulled. As soon as I met her, I knew you needed to woo her. Eighteen year old perfection." Her father proved less a fool than Claire's," Snake continued. "I had to court her, to woo her, in order to gain her favor and the favor of her father. Her father also wisely insisted we needed to find her a husband if and when I impregnated her. Unfortunately that proved unnecessary, though we found a charming young man, not only Greek in heritage but in sexual interest as well. They married, and I consummated.