"Yes Jason, that is what I want" she replied happily, "I will do anything you say as long as you keep putting that magnificent cock into me. I will be... your slut, whore and slave"."Where does that leave your poor husband?" laughed Jason."He doesn't matter at all" confirmed Jane "he is just a Sissy Boy, an insignificant piece of shit. You are the only man I want, you are a real man who has made me a real woman".I was devastated that my once loving wife should say such things in my presence, to. I slowly let the handle return to its normal position and let go, I looked down at my feet, taking in my complete nudity noting my nipples were sticking out and rigid, deep red in color, engorged with hot blood now coursing through my body, my clothes discarded on the bathroom floor, topped with my lacy brassiere and thongish panties, soaked with my perspirations build during the table conversations, the three men egged by my drunk husband, sizing me up as he spoke disparagingly of me and my. .no, baby, we can't. You're my daughter..we could get in trouble." he said, but didn't dare move my hand from stroking his cock, which was now getting rock hard under my grasp. I knelt down on my knees and put his cock in my mouth and slowly began to suck it, while I continued to stroke him with my hand. "Yeah baby, that's right..suck daddy's cock just like that." my dad encouraged me. As I kept going with my oral torture, I began to strip myself of my nightie and my panties. My dad's eyes grew. He didn’t have any girlfriend until then. He was good looking and medium built body also. After that, I never heard anything bad from my sister.A few months later I family received a letter from college about my sister’s low attendance. But when I talk to her she told me that matter has been taken care of. But I was not sure. So I decided to do a surprise visit to her but that came to me as a surprise.While I was going to my sister’s apartment I noticed my friend with some girl in his car.