I am woken up by my stomach’s nagging reminder that I didn’t have any breakfast, my now flaccid cock nestled between the valley of Hester’s buttcheeks as I still hug her from behind while my pet in turn hugs her now cum-encrusted teddy bear, (with compliments from my third hard-on, dutifully jerked off by my new pet/daughter).  Ha!  Who knew that I would get such a kick from covering her face in my splooge while she hugs her teddy…?

I disentangle gently from her side eliciting a light grunt of displeasure from my little kitten.  As soon as I get off the bed, Hester half-opens her eyes and turns around to look at me.

“Father?”

I bend over the bed and give her a peck on the lips, bringing a smile to her face.

“As much as I would love to spend the whole day with you in bed, love, my poor abused body needs sustenance…”

My kitten laughs and blows a raspberry in my general direction.

“YOUR poor abused body?  Then what about mine, father?”

“Well, I could add butter and marmalade to your pussy and spread it over toast, I guess.”

Hester snorts and replies,

“You already filled me with butter, father, and you sure spread me just fine!  Pass on the marmalade for now, though, it will make things sticky… stickier.  Besides, I am a bit hungry as well, I didn’t even have a milk cock-shake for breakfast…”

We both explode in laughter at her cheeky reply, then she gets up from the bed and hugs me, resting her head against my chest.

“Good morning, father.”

I kiss the crown of her hair as I reply,

“Good morning, love.  On another note, your dad should still be waiting for us in the living room…”

Her eyes grow round as she realizes that her dad probably heard everything that happened earlier given that we didn’t much care to lower our voices during our sexy time.  I chuckle at her expression, reminiscent of a chipmunk caught by surprise, and lower my head to kiss her lips.

My kiss seems to break the spell as she looks at me and smiles, though her cheeks are still flustered.  As if nothing happened, we walk naked arm in arm out of the room and go to the bathroom to take a shower, a feat accomplished with only the need for a hand-job, before returning to the room and dressing up.

Finally presentable, we walk to the living room, finding Paul sitting on the couch.  When he sees us, he smiles and stands up, but before he has the chance to speak, I raise my arm and stop him.

“Paul, I told Hester the truth, she knows that you didn’t sell her, so no need to act, just be yourself.”

“Oh.  Okay.”

Paul blinks a couple of times at my words, unsure of what to do and say, but Hester takes the initiative and walks to him and hugs him.

“It’s all right, dad.  I don’t hate you.  But I want to stay with Fa… Ben.  I hope you can understand.”

As Paul hugs her back, tension leaves his frame.  I guess he was more wound up than I thought.

“It is all right, honey.  He is a good man, and I am sure that he will take good care of you.”

Oh, yes, I will.  Twice or thrice every day at least… hehe.

Father and daughter spend a few minutes talking, then my kitten goes back to her room to pack a small bag with essentials, mostly underwear plus her spare school uniform, before we leave the house and return to Katie’s home, the head of her now cleaned teddy bear poking out of the bag’s zipper.

No sooner do we enter and close the door behind us than a brunette Hope-shaped missile homes in on us and comes careening out of the kitchen before wrapping herself around Hester.

“Hester!  Where were you?  I woke up and you weren’t there and I was worried!”

I chuckle at her anxious tone and slap her ass lightly.

“And good morning to you too, sleepy head!”

Hope turns her head toward me and gives me a dazzling smile.

“Good morning, daddy.  As soon as I am done with Hester, I will greet you properly, I promise!”

Then her gaze returns to her new sister and starts a barrage of questions, new ones coming out before my kitten has the chance to answer the previous ones.

I laugh and motion to her to stop.

“All right, love, take a breath.  Yes, I picked up Hester this morning, and yes, we started the day with sex.  As of a few hours ago, Hester is no longer a virgin and is now my full-fledged daughter and your sister!”

Hope squeals in delight at the news and starts hopping up and down, carrying an amused Hester with her as she starts the second round of twenty questions.

“Really?  How was it?  Did it hurt?  Did you like it?  We are sisters now?”

Smiling, I leave it to my pet to calm Hope down and answer her questions and walk to the kitchen, my body craving coffee.  As I enter and see my naked slave already pouring a cup for me, my cock stands at attention.  Well, okay, I don’t crave only coffee…

I take off my clothes before sitting at the table and accepting the cup from a smiling Katie.

“Good morning, love.”, I say while she lowers her head to receive her morning kiss and a tit squeeze.

“Good morning, Ben.  Did you have fun?”

“I sure did.  The more I get to know Hester, the more I love her.  Oh, and the sex is phenomenal.  But I did keep a spot of breakfast for you…”

Katie chuckles at my words while ogling my stiff dick, then happily gets under the table and kneels in front of my cock.

“Master, may this hungry slave please receive your cock?”

I nod while smiling at her words.

“You may.  Enjoy yourself.”

With a ‘thank you, master’, Katie dives mouth first on my shaft, swallowing my whole erection in a single gulp, until I feel her lips touching the base of my dick and her tongue tip teasing my testicles.

I lie back on the chair and close my eyes, savoring the expertise of her lips, one of my hands holding the coffee cup and the other placed atop her head.

“No matter how many times you suck me, I still can’t believe how good you are at this…”

My slave’s only response is a grunt and something that might have been a ‘thank you, master’ in blowjobish.  Ah, blowjobish..  it does give a new meaning to ‘speaking in tongues’, doesn’t it?