She paused just long enough to make sure she wasn't making a fool of herself in front on the other people at the bus stop. She had slid her hand sligh...tly up my leg and stopped for a few seconds on my semi hard cock before she slid it backdown a inch or two away from my dick- not in the sense of pulling away but simply the 30 people half watching. I hadn't taken long before her scent was starting to intoxicate me further and my growing erection reach out to her stationary hand. Her only reaction. . Did he modify me to like necklaces? To be his lover?“You okay, Sam?” Courtney asked. “Huh?” I asked, blinking as I stared out at my friends. We were all naked, the air smelling of hot, pregnant pussies. All of us were bred by my father.Because he modified us with his powers? Did he have powers? How many other fathers had orgies with his wife, daughter, and her friends? He bred us all. That has to be crazy. Some couples go years trying to have a baby, and Daddy bred the four of us in the same. The soothing lather ran slowly down the front of her body, streamed down her breasts, and beaded over her nipples.She shuttered with delight as I softly caressed her arms, raised them above her head, and lowered my face until my cheek touched her shoulder. Her hands reached down to tenderly twirl my hair. She leaned her head back and I felt the pulse of her neck with the tip of my tongue. She expressed her exhilaration with a long, deep breath and slow exhale as I tasted her chocolatey soft. So when we were finallyfinished, she gave me a hug and told me that she'd like to startshooting photos around 11 am. But she wanted me up earlier and suggestedwe all order a room service breakfast and eat together at 9. Then, shedo my hair and makeup to prepare me for the first shoot.After she left, I closed my door and locked it. I felt so different, notjust from the curlers in my hair and longer nails. Knowing someone elsenow held the keys to my sexual freedom really hit me. Crawling into.