‘Can we drop the subject for now?’ ‘Yes, we can,’ she said, attempting a smile. After breakfast, we went outside and I introduced Paige to Mat...thew Dawkins. He explained the process of raising the structure off of its foundation, although he didn’t go into detail about the meticulous way he’d checked his level as the jacks lifted the building a fraction of an inch at a time. I remarked that the jack hammering had stopped. Matthew told us that the next step would be placing the forms for the new. A lover, a caring lover, a kind lover, takes there time, makes sure you are comfortable, doesn't push you too far. She always took it too far. I never asked to be fisted, but she knew what she wanted to do and that was fist me. A condom was out and she pulled it on to her hand like a doctor. My puffy hole didn't need anything gentle. I mean, fuck, it just had a double-ended dong slammed into it. She started fisting away, using the duck to start with, but she soon started punch-fisting me like I. With tears in his eyes, he said, thank you son. He went near his daughter who was naked and started squeezing her breasts. My wife opened her eyes and saw her father. She was stunned. I told her not to worry, let us enjoy.My fil started playing with her. He kissed her mouth and started sucking her breasts. He then moved on to her cunt. He licked that deep and long. He then took out his lund which was as big as mine and started to fuck her.“Release your cum in her uncle, I told him.” He came. Brook couldn’t believe that this was the same guy she had a crush on for so long. Even back then, she never imagined enjoying such small things with him, having intimate conversation and idly sitting around. He was always so iconic to her, something unattainable, that if she ever did catch his attention, it would be on his terms with her always wondering if she was behaving properly. But he was sweet. He seemed to view her with as much awe and she viewed him. And she definitely had a measure of.