He has a great build, handsome, rugged face with gorgeous blue eyes, dark hair and his name is Rob. I call him Robbie when I don’t call him daddy. ... My name is Martyna, Tyna for short and I’m 18 years old. I’m about 5 feet 6 inches tall, rather thin, wavy shoulder length blonde hair like mom, with blue eyes like my daddy. My breasts are a small C cup, I have a nice tan, long sexy legs and I have a pert little bubble butt that daddy loves to look at. I’ve had the hots for my daddy for. He felt a need to chastise the lean warrior even though he understood where he was coming from. He wasn't sure that he could take a month of listening to Robert talk like that day in and day out. Armand had been trapped with him for three months. Traitor or not, Edward was secretly surprised that Armand had not contemplated murder. Then he continued, "To answer your question, not much has been happening lately. We've, finally, got the troops just about ready for the assault, but that's about. A couple of times he mistakenly grabbed our cock and balls instead of our asses. Ted and I just laughed and chased him about in the water. Ted after a while seem to grow tired of our horseplay and grabbed both of us in a headlock and dragged us out of the pond and to the shade of a weeping willow tree, where we fell exhausted on the ground and used Ted’s belly and chest as our pillows. Mike seemed to know what to do next. He soon was laying his head on Ted’s shoulder and playing with his chest. I poured a glass of water and stepped out on to my patio to see if Julian was anywhere around. He had already finished mowing and the yard looked great. I took a seat on one of my patio chairs and propped my legs up on a table, and waited. Within a few minutes, Julian re-appeared, to give the yard a “once-over inspection” like he always did every week. “I’m sorry,” Julian remarked, stopping and turning to walk back towards the front yard upon seeing me on the patio. “No, Julian,” I called out..