I asked.I’m not trying to stop you from doing something that will make you happy.“C-Cassandra… It’s huge.” He said, breathlessly, his cheeks maintaining their bright hue, his eyes practically sparkling in wonder.Especially where it crossed above and below their breasts.I mildly snapped back to him.It was always his deepest fantasy to turn his daughter into his sex slave-wife.I figured after the second time she did this that I was going to say something when she looked up at me and laughed.I stroked her the way I used to, fisting up and down the hermaphrodite's cock."Your cousin seemed a bit hot over everything didn't he?"He confused my daughter's young heart, tricked her into thinking he was what she desired."Thank you ma'am, about your business!"I returned to work with some bullshit story about falling down to explain the visible scratches and noticeable limp.My body rushed towards my orgasm.“Who are you?” She wasn’t sure if she was speaking, but the words appeared in