OK?" Yeah dad," she spoke softly. "Go ahead."I paused, trying to figure out how to word my question and then knew that only the direct route would do.... "Honey. Do you play with yourself?" Sure I play alone a lot. There aren't many other children around except when I'm in school," she answered.Well, that didn't get to the heart of the question I'd asked. "No that's not what I mean Honey. I mean, with your hands. You know. To make yourself feel good."As I drove I looked down at my angel and could. I just happened to be far better at it than Steve was, at least in my humble opinion. That little fact only spurred him into more flagrant offenses against my reputation."Your wife has a great set of tits, Mike. They look like a c-cup, at the very least," observed Steve. "That dress sure shows a lot of them, too. Is she some sort of slut?"Steve's efforts to bait me were pathetic. It was obvious he was trying to get my goat. I had played the game long enough to know how to win. Patience and. I thought, I got to try that again. Not since the day she had "trained" with Sire, had she sucked me while one of the dogs fucked her.So I thought why not. After dinner that night I asked her who was next in line for the pleasures of her body. She said Jig was. I told her I wanted her to suck me while Jig fucked her. She eagerly agreed. She left the room and returned moments later, nude, with Jig padding along behind her. Once he had reached 'puberty' Jig had grown very rapidly and was a very. And when we got out there, his kissed me so so slow and so so passionately that he made my head spin. "I love you forever baby." He said softly after we stopped kissing."I love you forever." I said."I'll call you when I get home." He said."Ok." I said while I smiled so big that it hurt."Can I ask you something?" I asked."Yes." He said."Do you think we are moving too fast?" I asked."Kaylee, you have been and you still are the love of my life, so not only no, but hell no, I don't think we are.