Shaking myself out of the lust induced trance, I walked over to him, coffee in hand. Handing him his cup, I took a sip from mine. “What do you want ...to do today, Daddy?” I said, leaning against one of the columns that formed the doorway to the dining room. I watched my father, his eyes fixed to the small patch of skin that was showing at my hip between the top of my shorts and the bottom of my shirt. I put my hand on it letting my fingers caress the same spot he had been staring at. I could tell. Sperm is actually very healthy and nutritious.At this point in my life, I love to do real hot, and very dirty, and naughty things. Simple, “one-on-one,” is at this point n-o-t what I am looking for !!Yes, I would also like to find a husband too, a very kinky, horny husband, sure.My dream husband must love me with all his heart, and be very proud about me. I like it, if he is bragging about me, to everyone he meets, even showing some of the deep-throat pics of me in action. I like the. . Marie!" Yes, good morning, Brother Peter! Is it early?" The sun only rose about an hour ago. We'll eat, then we must proceed with our plans." All right ... but first I must ... er..." Very well, just don't go too far." When she returned he handed her some of the cooked meat served on a broad leaf." ... Mmm! It's good!" she exclaimed, "What is it?" A small deer: they grow barely bigger than hares. We can eat some now and save some for later. I have coffee, but nothing to put in it, and we'll. When I was about to return my mom informed me that she was going to her friend and would return in the evening and the key is kept to the neighbor. I reached in the morning and was tired so I freshened a bit and relaxed. Around 12pm Laxmi arrived. She asked me “where were you bhaiyya”I told her “I was in Mumbai for some college work, But, how are you? Just Turn around”She looked puzzled but turned. I searched for any wound of beating mark on her back. There was none so I told her to turn back.