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 Chapter 2:

    

   We decided to let Amy go in my car, as she wouldn't have it any other
way.  Ginny had to stop at the store and pick up a few things and would be
a little bit late, so I gave her the code to open the gate.  By the time we
got home, Amy was squirming and holding herself like she had to go pee. 
But, I knew otherwise, it had been almost an hour since Amy had her last
orgasm.  I didn't know how often she needed to cum; I can get by for an
hour or two before I absolutely need a release.  For Amy, this was building
up to be a big one from the look of distress on her face.  I didn't know
what to do.  I got out and opened Amy's door.  I lifted her up then help
her out a bit, as I lifted up my shirt.   Like a magnet Amy placed her
pelvic area square on my stomach and started moving up and down, with the
amount of fluids coming out of her pussy she saturated my stomach and
started rubbing her clit up and down and grinding it in trying to get that
release her little body craved.    I was astonished at the size of her clit
and hood it was easily the size of the tip of my thumb.   She started
moaning rather quickly and worked her hips to get maximum pleasure.  The
feeling of her clit going up and down on my stomach was like a wet
thumbnail in that it was hard and very prominent and I could feel it very
distinctly.  As she picked up the pace, her juices started flowing like a
leaky faucet, the kind with a small but constant flow.  It was running down
my stomach and soaking the front of my scrub pants.  Stephanie had devised
something to hold me down by taking a piece of elastic that used for
holding some equipment in place and fashioning it to hold down my penis. 
By now the action of Amy, humping my stomach had caused the piece of
elastic to keep working its way down.  When her hot juices hit the head of
my cock it came to full attention, as hard as it had ever been.  I looked
at Amy and she begged.  "fuck me daddy, please!"

   I needed nothing more.  I reached down with Amy clamped on but
momentarily stopped, and pulled my pants down along with the piece of
elastic, when I stood up she was already in position with her hips pushed
back and her legs spread wide.  Her clit was indeed huge, very prominent on
her pubic mound above a very tiny, wet hole.   I took her butt in my hands,
actually it was more like a butt cheek and part of a thigh in each hand and
held her for support as she took my cock in her tiny hand and guided it
towards the entrance to her vagina.  My cock looked huge compared to her
small frame and even though it didn't look like it could possibly fit, I
knew it would.  Amy slowly brought the head of my wet cock to her entrance.
As my cock touched her lips, they seemed to open up just enough to let the
tip of the head in.  As Amy pushed, it seemed to wrap itself around the
head.   The feeling was incredible, her pussy was hot, moist and tighter
than I could have ever believed possible.  Amy let out a low moan when I
entered her and continued as she slowly pushed me further inside her

   Amy was enjoying it.   To her it was the way it was supposed to be, not
like her stepfather who was way too big and forced it in her.   The last
time, he brutally raped her and her one friends anally then made them suck
his feces covered cock.  This was not like that at all; he was doing it the
way it's supposed to be, the way it was meant to be and he loved her.  She
knew he could never hurt her and would even die for her (though she also
knew that would never happen.).  As she slid even further down his cock her
pussy started feeling like it never had, it felt like his cock was supposed
to be inside her not outside and the feeling it sent through her tiny body
was better than anything she had ever felt in her short life.  She pushed
more and more of his penis into her, she could feel him filling her up
inside making her feel full, she pushed a little more and she bottomed out
with amazement...it was a perfect fit.

   We both should have guessed it would fit like a glove but it still
struck us with awe as we looked into one another eyes.  We stayed that way
for a little while just enjoying the feeling of completeness, then as one
we slowly pulled apart until just the head of my cock was left in her then
we slowly pushed in.  "ooooohhh" Amy let out a deep guttural moan, "ahhhhh"
I cried as we slowly slid together.  We repeated this at a steady pace;
each of us enjoying the other as we slowly made love.  I could feel the
knot getting bigger but this time it wasn't hurting from the pressure,
instead, it started feeling all tingly almost ticklish.  Amy felt something
different deep inside her too she didn't know what it was, but she knew she
would like it.  We would pull apart until just the head was in then push
back, the more we did the faster we went, the similar feelings we both had
were building inside us just as fast as the pace.  Amy was not just
dripping now but was flowing hard.  The way we were standing made it so
that when we pushed down it would cause her juices to flow down my cock in
a waves, it flowed down my shaft and over my balls completely covering them
before pooling at the bottom of my sack and falling in a stream to the
ground underneath us.   The hot fluid on my balls made the tingling inside
me intensify.  The feeling of my cock filling then emptying her pussy made
her insides feel all warm and tingly as small waves of pleasure began
flowing through her, she started to feel a sensation in her extremities
like electricity, first a little but growing faster with each stroke.  The
feeling deep in my gut was getting stronger, tickling my prostate, sending
a wave of pleasure throughout my body, my extremities started feeling as if
electricity was building up and start heading towards the knot in my
stomach.  The faster we went the feeling of electricity in us intensified
and started flowing toward each other.  We were going fast and hard now,
gasping for breath as the solicitous desire in us mixed with the carnal
animalistic need for satisfaction grew, each of us trying to get as much as
we could from each other, we were speaking incoherently or moaning,
completely lost in each other.  When the moment hit, it hit us hard.  As if
on cue we both pushed hard trying to get as close as we could, I was buried
completely within her, I could feel the tip of my cock hit her cervix, the
very tip snuggled nicely against the slit.  Amy clamped down hard on my
cock so tight I doubted if I could move it even if I wanted to.

   We both came at the same time, Amy felt like she were shot out of a
canon and was soaring through the air, she felt lighter than air as
alternating waves of warmth and tingles flowed through her.  I felt the
electricity hit the knot and it was as if someone lit a cannon and I let
loose a barrage of semen into her.  Each blast sent a shockwave of heat and
tingling sensations throughout our bodies.  We held each other tight while
her pussy convulsed on my ejaculating cock causing us to buck and jerk with
each wave of pleasure.   When we resumed fucking it was at a hot and heavy
pace, trying to quench the thirst our genitals had for each other.  I was
amazed when I shot the first four loads into her and nothing came out, then
I let loose four more and I could feel the hot liquid surround the tip of
my cock and being forced down my shaft to be expelled violently out her
pussy.  My semen was coming fast and full making for some very erotic wet
fucking noises.   I could not believe the amount I was pumping into her,
the mixture of my cum watered down with her juice made it splash on us as
we met with great force, the mixture was dripping down my shaft in huge
waves with each pump of the knot in my stomach, it flowed off the bottom of
my sack landing on the ground making a plopping, splashing noise in the
huge puddle beneath us.

   When Ginny arrived, I was standing with Amy's back against the side of
my SUV with my cock impaling her, pumping in and out of her as fast and as
hard as I could.   Amy was shouting obscenities telling me to fuck her
harder, faster and deeper.   Ginny got out of the car and walked towards
us.  She stopped, stepped back and looked in astonishment at the amount of
liquid underneath us and on the SUV and it was still coming.  It looked to
Ginny that I was raping her baby.   She could see the back of me with Amy's
tiny legs bobbing on either side of me.  My hairy balls contracting, my
cock expanding her tiny little pussy as I shot loads of semen into her just
to have it show itself a second later flowing out of her pussy over her ass
to the side of the SUV to the ground with the help of copious amounts of
her own fluids.   When Amy convulsed and clamped down on my cock, it was
hard to push in causing it to bend a bit.   I forced my cock into her tight
pussy all the while making grunting and snorting noises like a horny dog.
 Both of us now just enjoying the animalistic feelings of pleasure the sex
was amply providing us.  Ginny knew I wasn't raping her and that Amy was
enjoying every bit of it.  When we started coming to our senses Amy noticed
her first "Hi Mom." Amy said with a shaky voice as she bucked and jerked
while I continued to grunt and snort and fuck hard oblivious to Ginny's
presence.  When I noticed her, I stopped pumping for a few seconds sweating
and breathing hard.  "Don't stop!  Please!" Amy begged hitting my arm, she
sensed me wanting to pull out of her for Ginny's sake and just as I tried
she clamped down on my cock so hard it stopped it in its tracks I couldn't
move her off me, I pulled on her waist and still nothing.  "Don't!  It
belongs there!" Amy cried, I set her back in position and she let go.  "I
know what you mean" I said while fucking her slow and deep

   "Will someone clue me in" Ginny says.  "His penis is supposed to be
inside me not outside!" Amy says in a matter-of-fact way that only a child
can do.  "She's right...sort of." I said with a shaky, jerky voice as I
took Amy into my arms and lifted her off the SUV still pumping cum into her
convulsing pussy "It just doesn't feel right when we are separated.  Since
the day I woke up in the hospital I have felt incomplete, I knew it wasn't
my wife and daughter I was missing." I groaned to Ginny as my body shook
from a rather nice wave of pleasure.   "It was me you were missing" Amy
moaned as she jerked and squeezed my cock involuntarily.  "Indeed it was
and I knew it the moment we..." I look down to where our midsections were
firmly attached to each other, cum spurting out the sides of her pussy.  "I
feel complete now." I said.   "Me too!"  Amy said "Well you both look like
you need water and fast your pale and your lips are dry so if you two think
you can make it to the house stuck together like that then I'll grab your
clothes and things."  She gathered up our stuff and a couple of shopping
bags from her car and came up next to us.   "Well are you two finished?"
She asks "Almost."  Amy replied with a shutter and a shake. 

   From the front, my house looks smaller than it actually is.  From the
drive, it looks like a long, two-story, Ivy covered brick house lined with
thick evergreens on the sides.  When it is really a four-story house with
more wings and rooms then I could ever need.  As we walk up to the front
door the first thing they both noticed is there is no doorknob, they look
at me questioningly, I point to the security pad.  "Need the code to get
in" I say "What about emergencies" Ginny asks "Both the police and fire
departments have the code as well as the EMT's at the hospital, Dr.  Lucas
has it too." I look at Amy and say "I really need my hands now so you're
going to have to move" Amy clamps on tight...arms, legs and pussy.  "You
can use your hands now!" she exclaimed.  When I removed my hands, she
didn't move a nudge "You're right" I said and proceed to open the door.

   Once inside, we stepped into a large vestibule with a coatroom to the
right and a staircase in front of them leading down two flights to the
grand foyer.  Off to left was another door with no doorknob but an elevator
button next to it.  Ginny pushed the button and the door opened.  "Cool we
got an elevator in our house." Amy says with glee as she hops up and down
sliding on my cock clapping her hands.  She looked like any little girl who
jumps up and down with excitement except she never left my cock.  "Watch it
young lady, this isn't our house." Ginny tells her.  "Yes it is." Amy and I
say in unison.  "We need to talk about our arrangement." I say as we get in
the elevator and push the button for the bottom floor.  Then door opens on
the opposite side to the biggest room Amy has ever seen in a house.  The
grand foyer was in the shape of a rotunda and went a full 45 feet up to the
ceiling and was almost as wide, on the end opposite of the staircase was a
room full of tables and chairs.  Off to the right was a bar that curved
around and took up the corner of the room and that thee bartenders could
easily manage.  In front of the bar were two pool tables, one was for
snooker.  To the right of the pool tables and against the wall were three
pinball machines, there was a door next to the pinball machines that led
into a game room with more pinball machines and video arcade games.   Two
foosball tables and an air hockey table adorn the center of the room.  A
door on the far side of the left wall led to the first floor west wing and
was where the utilities were as well as access to the garage.  To the left
in the main room opposite of the game room was a four-lane bowling alley
Complete with a stocked ball rack, shoes and overhead scoring screen.  To
the right of the alley was a corridor.  Straight across the room from the
grand foyer was a glass wall from floor to ceiling and stretching the width
of the room.  It led to an outdoor area complete with a large swimming pool
in the center surrounded on both sides by two wings of the house to form a
U shape, with the open end facing south towards the lake.  On the west side
was a grilling area that looked more like an outdoor kitchen than anything
else did.  Off to the left, at the end of the wing were a hot tub and
Jacuzzi, situated under a roof so that a screen could be put up in case of
inclement weather.  I showed them down the hall to the right of the bowling
lanes and opened a door to a room that was obviously a theater; it seated
50 with nice comfortable reclining seats with footrests and cup holders.

   We went to the bar and got some water from the frig, we both downed two
bottles without even thinking and were on our third.  "Wow this place is
huge" Ginny says in awe "Over there" I point to a west wing of the house
"on the third floor are four bedrooms, two have master baths.  Below that,
on the second floor, are two complete apartments for the help, one for a
housekeeper and one for a gardener, above us is the dinning area.  On the
fourth floor over there" I point to the east wing "Is our bedroom and my
office." "Our bedroom takes the whole floor?" Amy asks "Well most of it
anyway, there is a large master bathroom with a shower with 10 shower heads
in it and two bath tubs, one is a whirl pool, the other is an antique cast
iron tub that is deep and great for soaking if you don't want to use the
whirl pool." "Wanna see it?" I ask Amy "Does a bear shit in the woods?" she
retorts.  I couldn't help myself and started laughing so hard I thought I
was going to lose my balance and topple both of us over.  "Where did you
hear that?" I ask after regaining some composure.  "Mommy.  She also says
`Does a duck fart in the water?'" trying to sound like her mother.  "Stop
it your killing me" Ginny cried.  We look over at Ginny and her face is
beet red.  She looked at us and started laughing uncontrollably.  After a
bit while still chuckling and wiping the tears from her eyes, she said. 
 "I haven't had a good laugh like that in a long time.  Thank you Amy." "It
wasn't that funny mooom?" Amy says "It's not what you said sweetie, its how
you said it and the fact I never heard you say it before." Ginny says.  Amy
looked up at me as if to ask if I agreed with her mother.  I looked at her
and nodded in the affirmative.  "Well, shall we check out our home?" I ask

   We took the elevator to the fourth floor and when we stepped out, what
the girls saw was not what the rest of the house looked like so far.   What
they had seen so far looked more like an empty hotel than a house.  When
they looked around here, it looked lived in.  The rotunda here was a hole
in the floor with a stainless steel railing over glass surrounding it.  If
you looked down you could see that the third and second floors were similar
except the holes was larger.  The room from the rotunda to the far wall was
about half the size of the first floor with it stopping short by a half
wall with glass to the ceiling, the two middle panes could slid aside to so
you peer over the side and look down.  On the right side against the wall
and facing south was a small bar and another TV area in front of it with a
couple of overstuffed chairs separated by an end table to one side and a
comfortable looking couch with a coffee table in front of it facing the
chairs.  There was a TV on a stand at the foot of the couch.  A fireplace
adorned the corner to the left of the main room with a large screen TV
against the wall next to it.  In front of it was a large couch with rumpled
up blankets and over stuffed pillows lying half off the couch.  It looked
like someone had woken up late and threw everything off in a hurry, and
indeed that is what had happened.  I had pulled an all-nighter playing my
favorite MMO game online.  I hardly had enough time to get to Dr Lucas's
office.  There were clothes, video games, CD's, snack wrappers and empty
water bottles everywhere.  "You sleep out here?" Amy asked.  "Sometimes. 
Sometimes I sleep on that couch over there too, but mostly I sleep in the
bedroom" "Why do you sleep on that couch?" she asks pointing to the other
couch.  "Here let me show you" I walk over to couch and stand next to the
side of the couch so I was facing the glass partition and TV stand "What do
you see when you look through the glass Amy?" I ask "Sky." She replies
"Yepper, but on a clear night, with all the lights off I can see millions
of stars and it helps me sleep" I said.  "I wanna see the stars sometime"
She says.  "I think we can work something out" I replied.

   "Come on let me show you my office." I say to Ginny.  I walk to the east
side of the room just off to right of the big screen TV are two doors one
straight ahead of them and one to the right.  I open the door in front of
us.  Looking through the open door is a large mahogany desk with intricate
designs carved into it.  Its surface area was that of four small desks
combined.  In the middle of it, and seeming to take little space, were two
large monitors, keypad and mouse.  There are papers strewn across the top
of the desk, some in neat piles some not.  Well-stocked bookshelves lined
the walls except for the window behind the desk.  "This kinda looks like
the library.  Have you read all them books?"  Amy asked.  "All `Those'
books" I correct her "I have read a lot of books but only a few of these."
"Why not `those' books?" She asked.   "Because they are mostly about how to
build and run businesses and all the laws that go with it." "And they show
you how to make money doing it.  Right?" she says "In a way yes." I reply
"But we don't need any more money do we?" she says as more of a statement
than a question.  "No I suppose not, I can't even seem to spend the
interest fast enough." "This house and property must have cost a lot."
Ginny says.  "Near as I can figure all together its worth about $350
million".

   I walked out of the room and opened the door to the bedroom.  The first
thing they saw is that the room is big.  Directly in front of the door it
looks like a living room with a fancy sofa that seats three comfortably
facing west, in front of the sofa was a stylish coffee table, there are two
fancy chairs separated by a small end table facing the sofa and table.  Off
to the left is a nook with a small sitting area with two more fancy chairs
and table.  Farther in there are two sets of double doors one off to the
left and one straight ahead.  The ones on the left are open.  "Here is the
wardrobe!"  We walk in and Amy asks.   "Why is it so empty?  What do you
keep in here?  All I see are some clothes."  "This is where we keep our
clothes.  It's mostly empty because, aside from special occasions, I can't
see any reason to have more than a weeks worth of clothing." "This is just
for clothes?" She asks in astonishment.  I walk around the room and as I
do, Amy is opening and closing doors and drawers and poking around "Yep" I
say "kind of a waste of space if you ask me." "This is bigger than my old
room!" Amy exclaimed.  Ever since we got to the fourth floor, I could feel
Amy's pussy getting warmer and wetter; it was getting worse now and it had
only been about 15 - 20 minutes since her last orgasm.  I could feel her
juices flowing down my shaft and over my balls and down the front of my
thighs.  "Where's the bed?" Amy asks.  I walk over to the other set of
doors and open them.  As soon as Amy looked in, she clamped down on my cock
and started humping up and down on it, clapping her hands and squealing. 
"That the biggest bed in the whole wide world!" She said gleefully.  (It
actually looks small to me compared to the size of the room).  "A Waterbed?
Grand King Size?" Ginny asked.  "Yeah, I found it downstairs in the storage
room.  My dad had one when I was your age."  I looked at Amy.   "So when I
saw this I had to set it up.  Its 6 feet wide and 7 feet long so it is
nowhere near the biggest." "Biggest I've ever, ever seen" Amy stated. 
 "Over here is the master bath" I open a door off to the right of the bed
and step into a room as big as the bedroom.  "This room had some of those
fancy chairs in it.  Who puts expensive cloth chairs in a bathroom?  I took
them out and put these plastic ones in...made more sense to me." I looked
first at Amy then at Ginny to see their reactions and it seemed they didn't
here me.  Amy was looking at the shower and Ginny was looking at the cast
iron tub.  Ginny ran over to the tub and said "Oh my god!  Is there one in
my room too?"

   That was that absolute worst thing Ginny could have said.  I could feel
the sadness well up in Amy, her pouting lips started to quiver as tears
swelled up her eyes.  "This `is' your room mommy!  Don't you want to sleep
with us?" she cried, tears flowing down her cheeks.  "Sweetheart, this room
is for you and Kevin." Ginny tells her.  "But I always sleep with you." She
protested while sobbing, gulping tears and snot.  I look at Ginny and say
"I don't bite, besides, when was the last time you cuddled with someone
other than Amy?" "You two need your privacy, it would be awkward." She
says. "Oh I think Amy and I can find someplace private around here so as to
not disturb you.  Besides I'm not going to be the one who says you can't."
I say while looking at Amy, who had stopped crying and all of a sudden she
perked up and did what came to be her routine when she was excited that is
clamping down on my cock and humping up and down while clapping her hands.
"Goody!  She's going to!" Amy screams before Ginny can say a word.  "You're
right I'm not going to be the one to tell you no either."  Ginny said as
Amy reaches out to her mother for a hug.

   "I can't wait to try it, the tub I mean."  Said Ginny.  "Well I don't
know about you but Amy and I need a shower and I think Amy needs a little
relief if you know what I mean." I say.  "Well, I'm going to poke around
the house then if you don't mind." Ginny says.  "Just don't get lost." I
replied.

   The shower is large, enclosed on three sides by walls tiled to look like
an ancient bathhouse, it looks as if it easily fit a half dozen adults. 
The doors that made up the fourth side are made of frosted glass and swung
outwards as they are now.  There are three showerheads on each wall and one
large one overhead.  I walked over to a touch pad inside the stall and
keyed in a few things and the showerheads came to life.  The water was
coming out fast and hot just the way I like it but I changed it to a
cooler, softer flow, not cold but still warm.  I look at Amy and before I
can say anything, she knows what I'm going to say, squeezes my cock and
says "uh!" and crosses her arms, pouts, and looks at me defiantly.  "Now,
Amy." I said.   "We can't be like this all the time, it's just not
possible"  "uh!" she does it again.  "There are going to be a lot of times
when we can't be together, like this I mean, when we go shopping or have
friends over.  What if we want to go for a walk in the park?" "But we have
to `lieve ourselves." Amy pouted.   "We need to clean ourselves first, and
then I have something in mind I `know' you'll like." Amy squealed "Ok."

   I took Amy by the waist and slowly pulled her off me; we giggled when
the head of my cock slid out of her pussy we could hear a sloppy `pop' as
the suction from her tight pussy let go of it.  I set Amy down and removed
the scrub shirt.  By the time I got the shirt off Amy had made a beeline to
the center of the water.  I followed her and picked her up and set her on
my hip so her head was above the flow of the water, I could feel her
ever-hard clit dig into my side.

   I loved this shower.  I would just stand there and let the hot, fast
water bombard my cock, then I would slowly turn in circles letting the
water do its work, I could barely do three rotations before I starting
cuming in bucket loads.  I liked to turn only one lower head on warm and
gentle like it is now, I would pull up a chair and sit in it splayed out
with my legs open wide and let the water land on just my cock and balls,
about two minutes of that was all I would need.  Some of my best orgasms
didn't even require my hands.

   I walked over to the control panel with Amy in my arms and pushed a
preset button and all the heads shut off save the lowest one on the wall
opposite the doors, I set Amy down and I realize I can't use the chair.  I
had planned on sitting on it while washing Amy but I would still have to
bend over a bit, so I sat on the floor cross-legged as I bunch up her wet
hair and set it behind her.   I took some soap from the wall and soaped up
my hands.  Setting the soap down, I start caressing her shoulders,
marveling at the smoothness of her skin, with the layer of soap it felt
like satin, soft and smooth.  As I washed her arms, first one then the
other, I noticed her muscles are well toned, I guess I should have expected
that from a girl that cums a couple dozen times a day, actually they are
more like `sessions' as each `session' produced multiple orgasms and she
was like that all day long.  I can go an hour or so but Amy seemed to last
only about twenty minutes.  `3 to 1, not a bad ratio for her.' I think to
myself.

   I soaped up my hands some more and reach around behind her and started
slowly washing her back, the shoulder blades first, caressing each one like
a breast, I moved down her back making sure not to miss a spot while
soaping her.  I moved lower, like me, she has no hips or butt just two
little cheeks that my hands easily covered.  I looked in her eyes while
massaging her behind, she has a dreamy look and her legs begin to shake
ever so slightly.   I picked up the pace a bit and washed her pussy.  I was
amazed at how big and hard her clit was, she moaned softly as I gently
washed and rinsed it.   I quickly washed the rest of her and I told her to
rinse herself.  She stood in the flow of water coming from the showerhead
and started rinsing herself.   She reached down, pulled her labia apart to
expose her pussy to the water and as she did so a single stream hit her
square on her clitoris, her teeth clenched shut, her lips and eyes popped
open, her legs start shaking as she looked at me.   I held my arms out to
her and she came to me.  I took her in my arms and sat her on my stomach
holding her so her head was level with mine and without a word I leaned
forward, took her tiny left ear into my mouth.   It fit easily; I traced
the edges of her ear ever so lightly with the tip of my tongue.   I opened
my mouth and lightly exhaled causing her to shiver.  I can feel her juice
flowing down my stomach to the base of my cock and down around my balls to
puddle on the floor.   I moved to her left eye, kissed it gently; I kissed
her upper cheek, caressed the left side of her nose with the tip of my
tongue then traced a line to her jaw.   I worked my way underneath and she
tilted her head back; I sucked and kissed her working my way to the
underside of her chin.  When I lingered there, she let out a low moan. 
"Mmmmmmm!"  I worked my way down the left side of her neck then up the
right side to her jaw again; I find her right ear and give it the same
treatment as the left, making her shudder.  I kissed her right eye and
caressed her cheek.

   As I neared her mouth she could not hold back and moved her mouth to
mine; she opened it wide, it was so small it was easier to cover her mouth
with mine.  Our tongues found each other.  Her tongue circled the tip of
mine once, twice, then she closed her mouth on it and started suckling on
it.  I slowly pulled away while lightly sucking on her lips.  I worked my
way down her neck to her shoulders.  She was breathing heavy now her chest
heaving with each breath.  I knew I had better hurry, I had wanted to pay
special attention to her nipples but that would have to wait.  In one slow,
fluid motion, I laid Amy back unto the floor while kissing her chest and
stomach, pausing only long enough to suck each nipple once.  Amy was now
flat on the floor with my hands underneath her butt causing her clit to be
the most prominent thing in front of me.  I looked at her pussy for the
first time and I was awed by the site.  Her inner lips were small and only
long enough to shield her urethra there were no lips around her vulva, it
look to be used to cover her clit instead, when I looked at her opening it
looked like a pencil would have a hard time getting in.  As I look I could
have sworn it winked and spat at me, I look again and sure enough I see it
open and close, when it closed it forced a gush of liquid out, my mouth is
drawn to it,  the fluid is running down her butt.  I lifted her up, place
my tongue on the crease near the small of her back.  Slowly I licked up
toward her pussy, there was so much liquid, I have to gulp it down as it
pooled on my tongue, it tasted like ambrosia to me, salty but sweet with a
hint of a sexual musk.  Her smell was an aphrodisiac, causing my cock to
get as hard as an iron pipe, I paused at her anus, when I tickled it with
the tip of my tongue her body shuddered and her legs shook.  When the tip
of my tongue found her opening, it welcomed it, opening up and letting it
in.  I pushed it in as far as it would go and her channel closed on it,
when I started to pull it out it clamped on it trying to pull it back in
but to no avail as it slipped out, I pulled my head back and removed my
hands from behind her.  She was moaning, squirming and speaking
incoherently, juices were flowing heavily from her opening as I inserted
the forefinger of my right hand into it slowly.  I curled my finger and
with the tip, I started searching the top of her channel for a certain
spot. It was not long before I found it.  My fingertip hit her G-Spot and
she started moaning loudly now and grinding her hips on my finger.   With
the tips of my thumb and finger of mu other hand, I carefully slide back
the hood covering her clit.  It was a gem, about the size of a small
pebble. Even though there was no need to worry about it being dry, I reach
down with my tongue and slid a pool of her juice up to her clit.  When I
reach it, I very gently laid the flat of my tongue on it at the same time I
pushed lightly with my right finger on her G-Spot.

   Instantly her body arched and she shoved her clit into my tongue letting
out a long, loud, deep guttural moan.  "UUUUUUUUUUUUUGGHH!" I could feel a
heavy, thick, silky stream of her cum hit my chin with great force.  I
moved with her, making sure my right finger never left her G-Spot.  She
stayed like that for a full minute as wave after wave of alternating warmth
and electricity flowed through her.  Her head rocked from side to side, her
cum ejaculating on my chin in copious amounts, splashing everywhere as she
continued to moan loudly.  I could feel her tiny muscles quiver and shake,
she relented only for a few seconds before arching her back again, this
time not as long as the first, then after the third time she laid down on
the floor.  Not moving my tongue, I remove my right finger enough so my
index finger can join it and I reinsert them and slowly finger fucked her.
 Amy started matching my strokes as she worked her clit on my tongue.  I
added a third finger and I let her set the pace of the finger fucking I was
giving her.  It was then that I noticed she wasn't speaking incoherently
any more but I could definitely hear her.  "Oh fuck.  Oh shit.  Yeah that's
it, right there" I kept moving my fingers in and out, "God that feels so
fucking good" she moans "fuck me faster with your fingers daddy" she cries,
I take over and pick up the pace a bit "Oh yeah that's fucking it.   Don't
stop please daddy."  As I continue with my fingers and tongue, she slowed
to a steady pace.   She seemed to like it slow and steady as the flow of
liquids coming from her attested.  Her pace slowed gradually, while moans
and obscene words spewed from her mouth she slowly came down from her
orgasmic high.

   I slowly removed my fingers and sat back looking at her.  She just laid
there flat on her back with her arms and legs spread out.  I took the chair
and pulled myself up and into it.  I just sat there admiring Amy while
giving my tongue a rest when Amy got up and said "WOW that was the best
daddy.  Can we do that again?  Please, please, pretty please?" she looked
at me and I replied "I need to give my mouth a rest little one" I say as
tears started swell in my eyes.  "Your happy crying aren't you?" she says
"yes Amy you made me very happy today" I pull her to me to give her a hug,
as I do, she could feel my cock is pressing against her.  She leaned back
and looked down at my erect pole.  "Your turn!" she says.

   She broke the embrace and climbed off me.   "Get wet then sit in front
of me."  She said.  There was no way that I could get low enough to get
completely wet so I pushed a button on the control panel to turn on the
overhead shower briefly, I step under the water and rinsed myself off. 
After about fifteen seconds, it turned off on its own.  I sat down in front
of Amy.  She soaped up her hands and went to work scrubbing my body like a
nurse would, none of the gentleness I showed her and she knew that was the
way I wanted it, her tiny hands searching my body massaging my muscles.  As
she was doing that, she says "Boy your muscles are hard and feel sooo
nice.  You have a lot of scars." She noted.   "Are they all from the
accident daddy?" she asks "Yep" I answered.

   I had over thirty operations during my stay at the hospital, mostly
reconstructive, and I have never counted the scars but I'm willing to bet
there at least a couple of dozen spread throughout my body, mostly on my
limbs.  I have a large one on the right side of my chest where they
repaired my punctured lung and a larger one on the back of my left thigh
where I was impaled.  I also have a large one in the cleft of my crotch
where the thigh meets the genital area on the left side were they worked on
my prostate.  Most were superficial and only looked skin deep.  They mended
well and the physical therapy gave my muscles the definition they lacked
before the accident.  Dr.  Lucas did a great job with the plastic surgery
on the scars; most are little more than a thin line.

   I leaned back on my hands as she worked my chest and abdomen with hers.
She took her time as she studied every inch of my body.  Her petite hands
and fingers feel so good, soft, gentle and smooth.  She caressed every
muscle as she studied them feeling the bulges and ripples of my chest.  Her
fingers pass over my nipples and they got hard.  "Yours get hard too! 
Cool!" she says.  She works her way down to my abs with a look of awe on
her face as she studies each grove and ridge like a child discovering
something for the first time.  She pauses at my deformed bellybutton.  "Is
that from the accident too?" she asks.  "Yes, sweetheart" I replied.  She
reached down with her left hand, took a gentle hold of my cock and moved it
to the left as to keep it out of the way.  She wiped the soap off my belly
button with her forearm then bent down and kissed it.  "There!  It's all
better now." She says.

   When her hand first touched my cock, it sent a shiver up my spine.  I've
only had two women touch my cock and it was never like this.  Her hands
were soft and slippery; she had a firm but not too hard grip.  As she bent
down to kiss my bellybutton she felt my cock twitch and ran her hand up and
down the underside of my penis.  As she leaned back up, she looked down at
my cock in her hand, ran it up to the top so that the tip of my cock was in
the palm of her hand.   She draped her fingers over the head and squeezed,
the head took up most of her hand and when she squeezes cum leaked into it,
she rubbed it around sending shock ways from the head of my cock to the
knot in my stomach and I can feel it swell as my cock became harder.   Amy
removed her hand, looked at me breathing hard and said.   "Not yet!  I have
to finish washing you." She reached behind us and rinses off her hands in
the stream of water.  She soaps up her hands again and starts washing my
shoulders.  Sensing urgency in me, she does not linger but washes my back
and arms quickly.  She motions me to stand up.  She soaps up my bum and
says "Bend over." "You don't have to do that." I say.  "I'm not going to
kiss it; I'm just going to wash it." She replies.  "You don't have to do
that either." I say.  "Bend over." She repeated.  She washed my bum as the
nurses did in the hospital, quickly.  I straighten up when she said to. 
 My cock was rock hard and drooling profusely and I can feel it trying to
get bigger.  Amy continued by washing my left thigh, paying attention to
the wound by repeating what she did to my bellybutton.  She makes her way
down to my foot and motions me to lift it up.  She starts washing it and as
she puts her finger between my toes, I chuckled, she runs her finger along
the underside and I chuckled again, she looked at me as if she just found
ammunition.  She works her way back up and washed my balls and the area
around my cock but never touches my oozing cock.  I realize she learned
from me what to do, as I did the same to her.   Cum was oozing out the tip
and my shaft was covered with it.  As she finishes washing my balls she
does something that almost made me cum right then.  She moved both her
hands, one above the other to my shaft, her fingers are too small to wrap
them all the way around but she does the best she can.  Once in position
and with the help of the cum she starts twisting them in opposite
directions a few times then stops and pumps them a few times.  I can feel
the knot in my stomach getting bigger and it starts to feel ticklish, I can
feel a tingling in my arms and legs begin to build.  Amy kept working my
cock like that and it drove me wild, I started moving my hips with her
hands as she pumps and twists my cock.  She pauses to rest her hands and
notices me still pumping her hands so she stayed still and let me go at my
own pace.  It felt so good, my cock in her slippery hands.  The knot in my
stomach has almost reached its limit and I can feel the electricity
building in my limbs ready to fire.  I look down at Amy as she opens her
mouth and brings it closer to my cock.  "No Amy." I say almost inaudibly.
She didn't hear me and I couldn't stop her.  She brought the tip to her
mouth and slowly pushed until the head was completely in, she gave a little
suck and I lost it.  The electricity in my limbs went through me straight
to the knot which launched a barrage of cum.  Amy was ready for it and
swallowed the first few loads with some difficulty, she sensed a break as I
paused.  The next one catches her off guard and tickles the back of her
throat causing her to sneeze.  Globs of cum spurt out of each of her
nostrils and she tries to keep swallowing as much as she can but it was too
much.  She giggled and smiled as semen spurts out of the corners of her
mouth making her laugh.  Not being able to stop laughing and wanting to
watch the spectacle unfolding in front of her she removed one hand and
leans back with the other pumping my cock trying to avoid being hit by the
fountain of cum leaving the tip of my cock, all the while laughing and
giggling like the little girl she was.

   Each load I shot fed the next, as one barrage left, the electricity
would reverb back to my limbs only to be bounce back to the knot to trigger
the next barrage.  The knot pulsed as if it was reloading instead of
getting smaller, running out of ammo.  My semen was getting everywhere and
Amy paid no attention to where it went.  When she realized she didn't mind
it on her, she leaned back taking my cock in both hands and pointed it at
herself.  Each pump of her hands sent a wave of pleasure from my cock to my
head and back.  The ministrations of her hands were incredible.  She pumped
them quickly at first trying to go as fast as my loads were leaving my
cock, as I slowed down she was able to start milking my cock like a cows
utter by removing her hands when they reached the top and quickly grabbing
the base pulling up with her thumbs squeezing my urethra forcing each load
out.  She was laughing and giggling trying to get each blast in her mouth
but all she succeeded in doing was to get it all over her.  Looking at her
what I saw is very erotic, a little girl laughing and having fun in a
bubble bath but instead of bubbles, she was playing with semen.

   As my barrages wan and lose force the cum only makes it to her chest and
when it is only seeping out the tip Amy laid it in her open hands like a
baby and brings her tongue to the base of the underside licking and
swallowing the cum it receives on the way to the top.  She licked the top
clean, put the very tip in her mouth and, as if she knows there's more
there and she knows how to get it; she placed her thumb at the base of my
cock, squeezed the cum left in my tube up to the tip only to swallow it.  A
couple of more times and she sat back and asked.   "Did you like it?  Did I
do it good?"  "That was the best thing that has ever happened to me next to
finding you sweetheart."  I told her.

   We washed each other again, this time just for the sake of washing and
cleaning.  Amy took the opportunity to amuse herself by walking in and out
of the water stream or standing in the middle to see how long she could
hold her breath; basically having fun where only a child can find it.  As I
sit in the chair watching her she ran to me, hopped on my lap and gives me
a hug.  "What was that for?" I ask.  "Just cause' I love you." She replied.
I hugged her back.  "Look!  Pruney fingers!" she says as she shows me her
wrinkled fingers.  "You got em' to!   Hey, so does my pussy." She says.  I
look at her and sure enough, what little labia she had was wrinkled. 
 "Wanna have sex with an old lady pussy?"  She asks playfully.   "Sure" I
said.   "As long as it's yours in about 50 years!"  "Oh, we'll still be
together then." She said as if she knew it to be the truth.  "I think it's
about time we get out of the shower; Don't you Amy?" "Oh, do we haveta, I
like it in here, I was having fun." She said.   "Yes we haveta."   I lifted
her to the floor and swatted her butt lightly, "Now go" I said.

   Amy started looking through the closet shelves until she found some
towels.  I lift her up so she can reach one then took one for myself.  I
took my towel and dried Amy off, she then in turn dried me off with hers. I
walked through the bedroom with Amy behind me and went to the wardrobe room
to look for clothes.  I had no idea what Ginny did with Amy's dress so I
find an old T-shirt and put it on Amy.  It was way too big for her and I
had to pin the neck closed so it wouldn't fall down.  I put my robe on and
went to tie it when I hear "uh, uh" I look at Amy and she has her arms out
stretched and she was stomping her legs indicating she wanted me to pick
her up.   As I lifted her up, she bent her legs and spreads them wide.   I
rested her entrance on the tip of my cock and let her take over.  I
expected her to reach down and hold my cock still while she inserted it. 
Instead, she bore down slightly, her pussy lips opened up and the head
slide in.  We moaned in unison as we worked my cock into her tight cunt. 
Once it was all the way in, she wiggled her waist to get set just right. 
With our body structure the like it is, not fat, skinny butts, no hips, it
made for maximum penetration.  We later discovered that if you look close
you could see her pussy lips form an airtight seal around the base of my
cock.

   I walked over to the set of full-length mirrors to look at us.  The
mirrors formed an open octagon and when you turned from side to side, you
could see yourself from every angle.  What I saw looked extremely
pornographic.  My six-inch penis looked huge buried in her.  A white ring
around my cock where it entered her confirmed the tightness of her pussy. 
My cock, glistening with her juices, touched the bright pink insides of her
thighs, the small dimple of her anus displayed proudly.   As Amy looks in
one of the mirrors, she slowly pulled up at the waist causing my cock to
pull on her pussy revealing lips that are beet red and covered with her
juices.   They look like they are reluctant to let go of my cock as they
try to hold on.   When she pushes back down, they disappear making it look
like my cock was going to split her in two.   When she stops, I start, now
it looks like a pedophile raping a little girl forcing his cock in her. 
 If not for the moans and the look on Amy's face it would have been
convincing.   Amy starts matching my thrusts and we fucked at a slow steady
pace just watching this obscene act in front of us.   The feel of the
motion of my cock going in and out of her was almost soothing.  We would
slowly pull out till the only the head of my cock was in her then slowly
reinsert it savoring the feelings of penis and vagina massaging each other,
trying to scratch each others itch.  I realize we could do this for a long
time and not fly into a heat of passion.  "Uuumm, I could do this forever"
Amy sighed, saying what I was thinking.  "I could too." I replied

   "Amy, where did you learn to do that with your pussy lips?" I ask
"Martha (Dr.  Lucas) gave me a vibe'bater, and when I used it, it kept
slipping out when I came real hard so I practiced keeping it in." she says
"I can make it go in and out without using my hands now." I looked at her
in astonishment "What else can you do." I ask.  Without a word and just
staring at me she starts working her pussy muscles as she make them ripple
up from the base to the tip and back down again.  She starts singing `Mary
had a little lamb' at the same time squeezing my cock along with the tempo,
with the base for the low notes and the top for the high notes.  I had read
about women that had extreme control of their pussy's to the point where
they could do things like pick up a stack of quarters and drop them one at
a time but I had no idea anything like this was possible especially from a
8 year old girl.  "What can you do daddy?" she asks.  I thought about it
then flexed my cock making it momentarily bigger and harder and repeat it a
few times.  "That's about it." I said.   "I bet if you practice you can do
other things." She said "Maybe." I answered.  "Your mother is probably
thinking we drowned or something, we better go find her." I put the robe on
and try to put it around us.  It barely made it around us when I tied it
together.  "I'm thirsty!" Amy stated.  "I'll bet you are."  I replied.

   We found Ginny in the kitchen on the second floor cooking something that
smelled good.   She had cut up chicken in a frying pan and chopped broccoli
and carrots on the cutting board and a white liquid in a pot.  "Yummy! 
Chicken `fredo my favorite!"  Amy cried.  "Smells good."  I said as I
walked to the refrigerator to get some water.  "I like to use more parmesan
but I didn't pick up enough, I'm used to cooking for just me and Amy," she
says.  "I bet there's probably a crate of it here somewhere." I say as I
open the frig.  "That's a lot of water." Amy says.  The frig was literally
half-full with bottles of water.  "Yeah I drink a lot and I bet you do to."
I say as I grab a couple of bottles and shut the door "From the size of the
puddle you two left outside I would think so." Ginny said.  I crack open a
bottle of water and hand it to Amy, she has to lean back in order to drink
from it causing the robe to become undone and fall to my sides.  Amy had
apparently bunched up the T shirt to her waist.  Ginny looked at us and
says "My, don't you two look cute." "Isn't that tiring?" She asks.  "I see
you switching from arm to arm and when you need both Amy has to hold on
tight." Ginny had put the veggies in a pot to steam, put a pot of water to
boil for the noodles and was just adding more parmesan.  "Yeah, it's
getting tiring and I haven't even figured out if we can sit like this and
keep her happy." I say as I playfully hit the tip of Amy's nose with the
tip of my finger.  Ginny walked over to us and started walking around us
looking up and down as if inspecting us.  "Take off the robe for a sec.;
I'd like to see something." I removed the robe and draped it over the back
of a chair.  She continued to look us over.  She paused in front of us
looking at where we met and said.   "Amazing; Amy doesn't that hurt?" she
asked still looking at our genitals.  "Does what hurt?" Amy replies.  Ginny
straightened up.  "His penis inside you.  It looks way too big." She says.
Amy shook her head no.  Ginny shakes her head as if to clear it from the
subject at hand and return to her original one.  "I think I may be able to
help you two." She says.  "I can make a harness for her to sit in and it
would only need to hold her at the knees and feet, your `connection' will
take some of the weight so everything can even out." "You can make
something like that?" I ask "I'm a seamstress; I work at Harrods in town." 
She says.   "You should see her sewing room at home, the old house I mean,
it's huge!"  Amy said.  "That would be great if you can make something like
that." I said as Ginny added the meat and veggies to the pot and put the
noodles in the water.  "I'll make arrangements to have your place cleaned
out and your stuff brought here tomorrow." I said.

   Ginny set the table that was in the kitchen.  There is a formal Dinner
room that can seat up to thirty people and an informal dinning room that
seats twelve but I liked to eat in the kitchen so I set up a table in it.
"Dinners ready." Ginny announced.  I looked at the table contemplating how
we were going to manage this when Ginny said.   "This I gotta see." I
looked at Amy and told her, "I have to turn you around." Amy grabbed her
knees and held them tight to her chest.  I pick her up and pull her until
just the head of my cock was in her and proceeded to turn her around so her
back is to me.   The feeling of her turning on the head of my cock made it
noticeably larger and harder.   "Bet that felt good." Ginny says "Yeah."
Amy and I say in unison.  I sit down in a chair and Amy settles in leaving
about an inch of my cock exposed.  "There!  We did it." I say triumphantly.

   While we ate dinner, I learned more about Amy, her stepfather and Ginny.
Ginny was the only child of parents who were also `only children' her
mother sewed as a hobby and taught her what she knew.  She found she had a
knack for some of the more intricate details of sewing, so when she was
twenty she got a job at the tailors where her mother worked.  She met and
married `Daniel Hubert' when she was twenty-two.  At first, the marriage
was good and they got along fine.  When Amy was three her problem started
to show itself and by five she was diagnosed with "Persistent Genital
Arousal Disorder" or PGAD for short.  It can happen at any age but Amy is
the youngest that Dr.  Lucas could find.  The medical bills started piling
up and Dan started drinking and doing drugs.  When Amy was six he came home
high on crack and found Amy lying on the floor with her fingers in her
pussy going hard at it.  He had never been close to Amy nor did he want to
be.  When he saw her lying there he told her what she needed was a big,
fat, dick to fix her problem.  Ginny said he was about eleven inches long
and quite thick.  He proceeded to rape her then told her that if she said
anything he would kill her.  Amy's intuition at the time was just beginning
to develop so she didn't know not to believe him so it went on for over a
year.  On Amy's seventh Birthday, she had two friends over for a small
party.  Dan offered to chaperone the girls while Ginny and their mothers
went shopping.  He raped all three girls for hours both vaginally and
anally then told them he would kill them and their parents if they said
anything.  It was only a couple of hours after they left when the police
showed up to arrest him.  Apparently, he tore one of the girls pretty bad
and she told the doctor what happened.  When they took him away, he looked
at Amy and said "I'll kill you, you fucking bitch." and up until I entered
the picture, she believed he would.  He was convicted of six counts of
criminal sexual conduct and various charges of child abuse and
endangerment.  He was sentenced to three life terms to be served
consecutively meaning it he would not be eligible for parole for 75 years
at least and never most probably.

   Ginny was diagnosed with cancer and didn't want to upset Amy anymore
than she already was so she didn't tell her.  When Amy started first grade
Ginny started home schooling her, she found that she was a quick learner
and was extremely bright.  One of Ginny's nicknames for Amy was `Sponge
Head'.  She is also teaching Amy how to sew and says she's quite good at it
so another nick name for her was `Thimble Fingers' because there where no
thimbles small enough to fit her fingertips so she didn't use them, it was
the fact that she never poked her fingers that Ginny calls her that.

   We discussed mine and Amy's conditions.  Amy let us know that, under no
condition did she NOT like sex `with daddy' she added and that if she had
it her way, she would have sex anywhere at any time and not be shy about
it. I, on the other hand, was slightly more reserved on the matter.  Where
Amy didn't see it as a problem, I was nervous having sex with Ginny around
even though both she and Amy assured me its ok.

   I told them some more about my father and mother and about the accident.
At one point while I was talking about my father Amy said that she knew I
loved him and told me that he loved me too and that she liked that.  I told
them about selling the business the day the money was in the bank and
giving the proceeds to the local veterans club.  I told them about donating
some of the lake front property to the county to be used for a beach and
park; complete with a band shell and huge picnic area and that I donated
the money to build it.

   We made plans to give their old house to the Breast Cancer Foundation
and have their stuff moved here.  The first room of the fourth floor west
wing would be Ginny and Amy's sewing room.  The second room would be a play
area for Amy when she was up there.  Half of the game room would be
converted to a classroom and a larger play area when we had other children
over.

   After dinner was over, we all pitched in to clean up.  At first, it
seemed strange to walk around naked with Amy mounted like this but Ginny
didn't seem to mind and Amy certainly didn't mind, in fact, I think she
liked being naked very much.  That she loved to fuck was a no brainer, when
we were standing still she would hump my cock just for the pleasure of
feeling it go in and out her pussy and it didn't bother her that her mother
was watching.  I on the other hand found it unsettling at times but I'm
getting better.

   It was the beginning of June and the next couple of week's things were
somewhat hectic.  Ginny had her name changed back to her maiden name of
`Livingston' and we started adoption proceedings so I could adopt Amy.  We
had their stuff moved the very next day and most of it had to be put in the
storage room while the remolding was finished.  It's amazing how fast
things are done when you can afford it.

   When the sewing room was finished and everything moved in, Ginny went
right to work making the harness.  She wanted to make it light and
unobtrusive and what she came up with was perfect.  She made straps using
two layers of leather, double stitched and backed with wool for padding.  A
strap goes over each of my shoulders, shorter in the front than the back.
  It connected in the front and back by another strap.  The front of straps
held a piece of leather four inches wide by eight inches long but with the
padding facing up and formed to bent knees.  The back straps held a similar
piece of leather, but were formed for her feet and fashioned into a kind of
stirrup, again padded on the top.  "Here, try it on." Ginny says.  I took
Amy by her armpits and she brought her knees up to her chest, wrapped her
arms around them and spreads her legs wide so she can look down and watch
as I slowly pull her off of me, making a soft `pop' as my head leaves her
opening.  Amy always giggled when she heard it do that. 

   I put the harness over my head and shoulders and picked up Amy.   She
threaded her legs through the knee straps and put her feet into the
stirrups then slowly sat down on my cock.  Amy tested the harness by
shifting her weight from her knees to her feet to her pussy trying to find
the right fit.  She found that she could sit up straight and not have to
use her hands to hold on to me.  As she sits there with her arms crossed in
front of her she spread her legs wide so the only things touching where my
hands on her shoulders and our genitals.  She looked up at me as if to say,
`move your hands buster'; I put my hands on my hips and stick my pelvis
out.  With most of the weight on her knees the only part of us that were
touching were the walls of her pussy on my cock, we were all looking at the
point where we were connected when Amy squeezed her pussy lips.   You could
see the base of my cock shrinking in diameter and turning whiter as she did
so.   "That is absolutely pornographic."  Ginny laughed.  "Let's go for a
walk."  I say.  "You mean outside?" Amy asks.  "Why not?   The only snow is
in the shade, all the paths are clear."  I say. 

   The first fifty or so miles on the eastside of the caldera is the only
area that doesn't get much snow.  Aside from the fact that the ground is
much warmer here, the ambient temperature being around 40 degrees, the
weather pattern this far north was such that the extremely cold air came
from the east over the mountain and collided with the very warm air of the
east side.  It formed clouds that snowed heavily as it blew over the rest
of the caldera leaving very little here, the clouds forming over us but not
dropping anything until it passed.   As luck would have it, I own it all.  

   Marcus Leonard was a jogger and had paved paths put in, most notably one
around the shore of the lake and one further up the hillside running
parallel to it through the trees.  Other paths led to the guesthouses,
tennis courts, racquetball courts, stables, and other areas of the huge
estate.  We walked out the back by the swimming pool and started walking
along the upper path with Ginny beside us.   A cool breeze gave us a chill
every now and then, making us very aware of our nakedness.  As we walked,
Amy found that she could bounce on my cock like a jockey on a racehorse and
fuck while we walked.  As we walked, Amy was getting hotter and wetter. 
 Putting most of her weight in the stirrups, she would bend at the knees
and lift up till just the head of my cock was in her then she could bear
down hard and mash her clit into my pelvis sending a shock wave of pleasure
from her pussy to her head.  She would tighten her pussy lips when she
pulled up and let go and tighten her walls on the way down this seemed to
make it feel so much better for her.  She looks up at me and says, "This
feels so fucking good, I love you daddy."  She can feel my legs shake a
little as we walked.  She can feel my cock getting bigger, harder and
hotter inside her, she can barely hear what me and Ginny are saying, all
she can think about is my cock feeding her pussy and she needs more.  By
now, she's moaning and swearing looking down at the point of contact.  She
feels me stop and my legs straighten then I started matching her stroke for
stroke.  Now that we stopped, Amy picked up the pace going faster and
faster as she felt the inevitable about to happen.  We were fucking hard
and fast now and her juice were flowing so hard that we could hear it
stream to the ground, when we bottomed out it sprayed all over the place
making a wet slapping noise as we met.  She arched her back, let out a
loud, "aaaaaaaaaarrrrggh" and clamped on tight as we slammed home for the
last time.   She was flying through the air, her body both warm and tingly
as waves rippled from her pussy to all points of her body.  She could feel
the waves of warmth as I shot load after hot load of cum into her as waves
of electricity emanated from her clit.  She starting coming down from her
plateau then, as if on cue, we both resumed fucking at a fast but steady
pace.  Eventually we slowed down to a more sustaining pace were we could
still fuck but talk also.

   At the same time, for me this new mechanism that Amy came up with was
beginning to be too much for me.   As we walked along I can feel my legs
getting weaker as the ministrations of her pussy made me as hard as an iron
pole, she was pulling up with her lips and pushing down with her channel
sending shock waves that made my legs tremble.  I couldn't stand it any
more my body wanted to take over and start fucking in earnest.  I stopped
dead in my tracks and started matching Amy trust for thrust.  Faster and
faster, I go as I feel the knot in my stomach reach its limit.  With one
last hard thrust to pull the trigger, a wave of electricity flowed from my
limbs to the knot sending a barrage of cum into her as she clamps down on
my cock.  I can feel her hot juices searing my balls then the cascade of
our combined fluids coming out in big globs.  As one we resume fucking this
time I kept a hard and fast pace for a while as the knot finally starts to
shrink; we slow the pace as we regain some sense of our surroundings.

   Ginny had witnessed the whole thing.  We were walking along and she was
talking to me about the park, she could here her daughter moaning and
mumbling incoherently.  She looked behind them and noticed a trail of drops
on the path.  The farther they walked the more I started to falter:  Soon I
was gasping for breath and started to mumble myself.  Then we stopped and
she watched me start pumping her daughter for all it was worth.  She had to
stand back to avoid getting fluids on her.  She watched my eyes go into the
back of their sockets and throw my head back.  She looked at Amy and she
was staring at nothing, drooling on my stomach while moaning and spewing
sexual connotations.  She saw us both tense up and groan loudly at the same
time.  She watched as my pulsating cock pumped semen into her daughter, she
watched as it forced cum out the side of her lips down my balls to the
ground mixed in huge globs with her daughter's fluids.  She watched as we
started fucking again while I continued to fill her daughter with my seed.
She kept watching as we slowed the pace, watching cum flow out Amy's pussy
when she heard me say.   "Like the show?"  Amy giggled.

   "Very much!" she replied.   "You two really go at it!" She stated.   I
attempted to tickle Amy's armpit, Amy giggled and drew her hands up to her
like a rabbit and moved her shoulder away.  "I don't think I've ever had
sex like that in my life" Ginny Says "I wish I had a soulmate like you Amy"
"You do mommy, you just haven't met him yet.  Everyone has a sou'mate. 
Most people can't find them even if they are standing next to them.  But
you're going to find yours." Amy says.  "I don't have much time left Amy so
I doubt that's going to happen." Ginny says.  "You're going to meet him in
the other place after you leave here." Amy replies.  "What other place? 
Heaven?"  Ginny asks with a look of shock on her face "uh huh." Amy nods in
agreement.  Tears flowed out of eyes that looked like hope had returned to
them when I looked at Ginny.

   "Look how far they got on the park daddy."  Amy says as she breaks the
silence.   I look over to where she is looking and see they have reached
the eastern limit of the park.   I donated a track of land along the
shorefront back up to the highway.   Starting from the northwest corner and
running around the west side down two miles to the south side then to the
east for another 1.25 miles.   The Westside was the main park with a band
shell and picnic area on one side of a wide cement walk and the only
swimming beach with dry sand in the caldera on the other side; the
temperature of the water was at a steady 75 degrees.   There is a large
concession stand that serves four at a time on the walk between them. 
There is a walking path along the shore that goes all the way east to a
smaller version of the main area sans the band shell.   Along the path,
there are areas to work out, sunbath, or what ever.   "Looks to me like
they'll be done soon," I say.   "They are looking at a mid July opening."

   Amy turned eight and Ginny and I got Married on June 16th.   We had a
big deal at our place with some of the home school community and some
friends from the church.   Amy had a great time though she did have to
`relieve' herself three times.   I bought her four new dolls to add to her
collection, two collectables and two to play with and the best lovemaking
session to date.

   Not only does Amy like sex she likes to be naughty about it.  The
naughtier, the better.  She wants us to leave our `mark' around the house
so all morning until the caterers show up she has me walking to certain
areas to have sex.  First, she has us go to the vestibule and open the door
and stand where the greeter would be, she made sure I was facing so that
any and all could see my cock fucking her.  We didn't cum much and would
come back later and mop up what we could with a dry mop leaving a thin film
of our fluids on the floor, we did the same or similar for all the `Marks'
we left.  Next, she had me go to the Grand Foyer where we would be standing
greeting the guests and leave a huge spot.  We stood in the middle of the
play area where Amy would be with her friends.  We opened the glass doors
leading to the pool and stood on the threshold were everyone would be
passing through.  We stained the carpet in front of it and Amy had me leave
it along with a few other spots when we cleaned up.  We did this for four
hours staining faint trails of fluid throughout the house. 

   We were naked and mounted by the time all the guests were gone and the
caterers were getting into their Vans.  The cleaners wouldn't be here until
tomorrow and Ginny was taking a nap so we made a reverse of our earlier
adventures stopping while Amy said things like "That's where veronica
dropped here cake on the floor" or "Ronny spilled his grape juice there."
This time we didn't `Mark' our spot as we walked around the house.  I asked
Amy if there was anything special she wanted for her birthday "Only you."
She answered.   We spent the rest of the night making love where Amy had a
mind to; the shower was her favorite with doing it missionary style on the
bed for almost an hour was a close second.

   Ginny had taken a turn for the worse so we hired a nursing service to
attend to her full time.  We set up one of the rooms for her and tried to
make her as comfortable as possible.  During this time Amy and I weren't
`connected' very often as Amy hardly ever left her mothers side.  When the
need arose, we kept it to the bedroom and shower.  My adoption of Amy was
finalized on June 24th and Ginny died on June 28th and we buried her three
days later.  Although Amy missed her mother terribly she was consoled by
the fact that, as she put it `She's with her man now and she's happy'.