I wasn’t used to the belt. I only ever got it when I was REALLY naughty.“Proper young ladies DO NOT piss their panties! Big girls know how to use ...the toilet! Babies use diapers! Does Daddy need to put you back into diapers!?” He stood in front of me when he said this. “Keep your eyes on me, Girl. Does Daddy need to put you back into diapers???”I bit my lip and sniffled. I was horrified at the idea of being put into Pampers again! Surely he couldn’t be so angry that he would do that! What about. Daisy smiled and gave me a hug and she smelled great. I guided her around the farm and showed her the apple orchard and store were she would work. She smiled and said yes to everything I told her. I walked behind her as much as I could to watch her ass shake in her jeans and then we walked up to the main house to see Mrs. Roscoe.The next day went by fast and on Monday the operation went very smoothly. We had about 25 people come and pick pumpkins and walk around the farm. I had hooked up the. I’m going to fuck you to my heart’s content. Oh, god, I’m going to fill you with so much cum!” "Cum? Are you going to cum inside me? Daddy, I'm a virgin! Are you going to take my cherry? That is so hot! Oh yes! I love this game!" "This is going to feel so good, baby. Trust me." I get up on my knees and move closer until I feel the weight of your adorable fanny on the top of my thighs. I'm so close! I feel my spongy cock head press against your damp soft pussy lips. I thrust myself into you,. So much so, that she considered herself a bit of an expert. Well, as much of an expert as someone could be without any practical experience that is.She had come close on her eighteenth birthday but still, it was not close enough for her liking. Her father Homer had got drunk early in the night as usual and passed out causing considerable embarrassment to her mother Marge and herself. Marge had then spent the rest of evening making sure Homer didn’t choke on his own vomit or anything during the.