"How's work been lately?" Slow," I confess. "Joshua's been using me sparingly since I starteduni. I'm not complaining, I need the time to study, I jus...t, you know,kinda wish I had more time to do actual work." Modelling work, right?" Dad asks with an air of condescension in hisvoice."PROPER work, yes," I say firmly. Dad simply smiles at my defiance."...And that's just spoilt me telling your dad that you were trying onwedding dresses all day Thursday," Paul jokes, trying but failing to geta rise. "This won't be easy, little one, but I'm sure you'll prove once again what a good girl you are."My words trail away as my finger leaves you, replaced with a tongue. A hot soft tongue that licks you from clit to asshole, repeatedly, but with the same slow pace. The anticipation that has built within you since you decided to dress like this for me hours ago, now burns as desperate need inside you. Your legs shake, stomach clenches, and waves of ecstasy crash over you. I pull back recognizing. Two felt a bit much at first because it was stretching my hole but I a few seconds it felt great. Suddenly daddy started bucking more, so his dick started pushing up into my mouth, so I sucked for all my life. I felt daddys dick twitching in my mouth so much that I knew he was gonna cum, his balls tightened and I was desperate to taste his juice, one last twitch…. But them daddy picked me up off of him and put me on my hands and knew, I was so sad I was gonna cry, didnt he want me to have. The Sheriff knew that if anyone could keep the family out of trouble, it would be her.He turned his gaze upon angry Harry Howard. The man ran a small farm that made just enough to house, feed, and cloth his family with enough left over to put the kids through college. He was the kind of man who the Sheriff typically liked -- hard working, law abiding, and a regular churchgoer. The fact that a man like that was so angry bothered the Sheriff far more than he could put into words.Removing his.