How would she ever be able to do what they wanted?The rest of the week went by faster than Bella would have liked. Hilda was just as vile and spiteful... as ever and her two daughters were mirror images of her. The three took great pleasure in making her life as miserable as possible, making her do all the work around the house, giving her only enough food to keep her from starving, and treating her worse than you would treat a garbage-raiding raccoon.But the worst part of the day was the evening. I slowly walked into the beautifully decorated sitting room to find it empty. The large double doors that led into the bedroom were both wide open giving me a clear view of the bed where Josie and I had spent so many happy times. I could see Claire's husband spread-eagled across one side of it, in his shirt sleeves with his trousers comically bunched around his ankles. His fat gut was over-hanging his huge white boxers as his chest rose and fell rhythmically in time with his loud snoring. In. The alluring aroma tantalized her senses. He walked over to her side of the car and opened the door. He led her to the door of the restaurant, and held her close on his arm. With Daddy's air of authority they were quickly seated. He ordered for her, as always. A decadent meal of rich food which she ate slowly and daintily. She savored each flavor, as little moans escaped her lips. He watched her eat while he enjoyed his own meal. "You've been very good lately, Baby Girl." He smiled down at her.. Mujhe to gand marwane ka pahle se hi kafi anubhav tha, isliye maine to apni gand dheeli chhodi hui thi aur Neeta aaram se apni ungli se meri gand maar rahi thi. Neeta jis tarah meri gand me apni ungli daal kar meri gand maar rahi thi, mujhe lag raha tha jaise koi bachha apne patle lund se meri gand maar raha ho. Uski gand me apni beech ki ungli ghumaate huye maine apne anguthe ko uski geeli chut ke beech me rakha. Ab mere liye uski gand me ungli daal kar uski gand maarna aur apni anguthe se.