Mr. Anderson even cleaned the basement himself. My father must have spent some time down there though because he not only knew about the tunnel but kn...ew that it turned sharply at the old well. He also obviously knew about the books in the basement."I have no idea where he put the dirt he took out of the tunnel or where he got the stuff he used to brace the tunnel roof. My father was a small man but he was strong for his size. Still, it must have been backbreaking work for him to dig that tunnel. ” I said again, in a hushed tone.“No!! Pull out! You promised!” She said.“I’m gonna do it!” I said, while I pumped her at a faster rate.She said nothing, and just continued to take it while I plowed her.“Laura, I LOVE YOU!!” I said, thrusting my body towards her!!With that moment, I thrusted towards her all the way, and she wrapped her arms and legs around me. Kaboom! The juice shot out and made its way into her sweet cunt! I continued to rock in motion while getting every last drop inside, and. Hell, I was still half-heartedly grappling with the ethical consideration of having my face smeared with the juice of a pussy not my wife's. But when Kara dragged me up the front of her, there was that slight bumping; then my cock glided effortlessly all the way up inside her.Even Kara paused, surprised by this quick intrusion. But then she pivoted her hips, tilting me down in even deeper as her legs spread wider, then bent down at the knees to cross against my back."Gotta hand it to the big. I gently stroked my cock as you danced and played to a song in your head. Your breasts, your tummy, the way your hair swirled and twirled. Gawd you were sexyI guess I startled you, so I walked towards you, my hard cock hanging out of my pants.“Daddy” you exclaimed“Sharon. I have been watching you, and you have gotten Daddy all excited”, I replied. “Let’s talk”I grab a chair and put it in front of the mirror, I kick off my pants and I pull you close. I tell you how beautiful you are. I hug and.