She turned to the other girls and said, “Come on, get undressed. I had too for your brothers.”So as my daughter climbed in bed with me I watched t...he other five girls get undressed. As I checked them out all I could do was imagine fucking each of them for the next two or three months. I was not even concerned that eight boys would be fucking my daughter each week. All I knew was that my dreams were coming true.When Valerie grabbed my hard cock she said, “Oh Daddy that’s nice.”Without any. First I had him put onlingerie. He looked quite cross and reached for his trousers. I toldyour second daughter she wasn't going to be wearing them again today andgave her a pair of fishnet stockings. As I showed her how to roll themup her legs and attach them to her suspender belt Sacha started to becomeSasha and to calm down and fiddle with the elastic of her suspenders.Then she said she didn't think it was fair that girls got to wearexciting underwear like this and that she had previously. “You were having sex with that fuck-nut while he was literally leading me a merry dance around the block in that bloody car.” “It’s good for business,” I reasoned, shrugging my shoulders and squashing my boobs together. Bob noticed my cleavage, just as I’d intended. His anger derailed but the passion from it fuelled other emotions. “Are your services limited to the customers?” “No, of course not.” “Prove it,” he challenged. Pulling down the service hatch, I led the mechanic into the back. He felt the powerful body slam into him, forcing his tiny cock right against the nasty, back of the urinal. A course hand clutched his cock, "I'm less than impressed." The voice said he knew in an instant it was her, cold and hateful the voice cut him to the quick. His pecker grew stiff as a board. "Big money tiny cock," she hissed. Her other hand snaked around his chest and going under his shirt to his chest. "Flabby, weak fucker aren't you?" Her hand clutched at his chest clamping hard with a.