And when daddy pressed his velvet tongue onto my twitching, hard dick? Oh fuck! It was as if a man, deaf since birth, for the first time listened to t...he nightingale, or to Mozart, or to the Smiths. I had no precious concept, no frame of reference, with which I could even understand what was happening or discern what I should do with this experience.Daddy, sensing my befuddlement, sought to reassure me. “Don’t worry son, just enjoy it.” Then he opened his mouth and gently sucked at my cock. Her head was back against the little purple pillow, one of those that suctions onto the side of the tub. I bought it for her from Wal-Mart. She had a scented towel across her eyes and her breaths came in slow and rhythmic succession so I knew she was asleep. I moved the scrunchie across the front of her chest and watched the water and soap flow down over the vast expanse of soft flesh. I dipped the little plastic mesh down in the water and brought it up allowin’ water to flow in a steady stream. After that, people looked the other way when she ended up pregnant at 16. Even her parents were kinda okay with the fact that, if she was going to be a teen mom, at least it was with "a great superhero." Even if he had a penchant for knocking up damsels in distress.So, Victor had a lot of half-siblings out there, even if no one said it outright. His mom still gazed wistfully at the news of Battle Lord every so often, and Victor hated him for that. He was never around, except for that one time. My pet may be played with, but she is not cum or to be damaged in any way."Very nice, very nice indeed," muttered Miss Casey."Please, someone will see," Denise pleaded, her large breasts quivering under the bright fluorescent lights."Don't worry. It's nothing that everybody here hasn't seen before." Then she walked off.Denise quickly turned her back and faced the back wall, crouching behind a display. She wished with all her heart she had the use of her hands.Miss Casey returned with a few.