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Eric's daughters were Ann and Beatrice, Ann was his mother's daughter and Bea his sister's. Lydia was now thirty-six and, as her mother did, she looked about twenty-five. Her boobs had grown a bit and were now a nice pair of thirty-four Ds and since she never stopped breast feeding her Master's daughters she was still lactating. She quickly regained her former figure after giving birth to her Master's niece/daughter. Ann was the perfect replica of her mother Emily. She already had large thirty-eight DDs (from the way she was growing Eric expected her to end up with F or G cups), her waist was about twenty-six and her hips were around a thirty-six. She was a redhead (her only real difference with her mother) and had green eyes with sexy lips and a round firm ass. Bea was the smallest of the girls, only four feet eight inches. She had black hair, green eyes, pale creamy skin, twenty-eight C tits, a waist of twenty-three and twenty-nine at the hips. All their lives they knew their.

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