Did I not?" "Er yes Miss Morgan. Sorry Miss Morgan." Mr Davies shook his head, "and I mentioned it to you before that!" I was defeated. I would have t...o go along with them until I could find the right words to explain how wrong they were. " I'm sorry Mr Davies it will not happen again." "How many Miss Morgan?" Mr Davies looked inquisitively at Miss Morgan as he tapped the cane into the palm of his hand.Instinctively I felt for my bottom through the kilt. "I resign!" I announced quickly. Sod the. I started cumming almost continuously, and now it was my turn for that good fucking. I literally begged Dad to give it to me, and he did, repeatedly. I was now straddling Dad and fucking him for all I was worth. With each push of his cock into me, I was begging him to "fuck me harder Daddy, please fuck me harder." I was kind of controlling it, and with each bounce, I would land even harder against his cock. I think Dad decided the same thing David had decided, and that was to get me on my back. Mr. Candleford elected to stay behind to keep an eye on the supplies although the only danger they were aware of was the small bands of monkeys that chattered non-stop in the trees. They had lots of coconut trees and nice palms for sheltering shade. The "banana" tree was a bit unusual because the bananas were sort of miniature and not like real bananas at all. They didn't see any ripe ones and to all indications the things stayed green all the time. The Professor warned them that they might. I ask her how she liked my car. It looks like a red turtle ta me, but its cute, no room to carry anything tho. I ask her if she wanted to take a ride in it. She sat on my lap and grinned. You aint got no keys, but you know how ta gitem. I was so full from her meal, I had to lay down on the old couch. She immediately got on top of me. More kissing my face and then she scooted up. She had no under panties on and kept inching her pussy closer to my face. She grinned as I looked. I see my keys in.