“What do you want to talk to Gayle about?” She asked June.“Well! Not even a hello first. And why do you have clothes on when we’re here alone?...”“I’m sorry, mistress. I was lying down and fell asleep. I just woke up when I heard you come in.” Autumn replied as she was taking off her clothes.June waited until her sister was completely naked before asking if all the chores were completed.“Yes, mistress. I did them all before I laid down.”“Good. Now you can stand in front of the window and start. ”The son then asked: “But father, what about those ugly shoes you have on your feet?”“These are “babouches” my son,” the father replied “You must understand that although the desert sands are very beautiful, they are also extremely hot. These babouches keep us from burning our feet.”“So tell me then...” added the boy.“Yes, my son?”“Why are you living in Minnesota and still wearing all this shit?”When you’re seventy, ... who cares?I was standing at the bar one night minding my own business, when. I whimpered but when I let my legs go he reached up and slapped my face. “You said you wanted me to spank you and fuck you hard baby slut. Spread those legs.” I was scared, and wet and ashamed that I was acting like that but I did what daddy said. I grabbed my legs again and as soon as they were pulled wide he shoved his whole huge cock up my ass. It was dry except where my cum had run down it a little. It hurt and I couldn’t help but scream. Daddy leaned over me laughing. “You like it. “Yes, thank you, Miss.”Suddenly Sandy felt a ball being pushed into her mouth and a head harness being pulled into place. She struggled a bit. “Stop fighting it!” Francine ordered. “This will keep you from waking up the neighbors as I ravage your pussy and your asshole,” she explained. Sandy just nodded her compliance. Drool was already falling on her tits.Francine took Sandy by the arm and moved her toward the bed. “Now, get on the bed on your hands and knees,” she instructed as she.