Those damned records again!"Sally," he said, scratching his head. "I've been going over the records, and I find them quite puzzling." Is that so, Dadd...y?" Yes, and I thought I'd ask you about them." What do you want to know, Daddy?" Well, I could have sworn we had ten unpaid bills. But now I find that four of them have been paid off. I just can't figure it out. Do you know anything about this, Sally? I already asked your mother, and she doesn't know a thing." No, I sure don't, Daddy," she lied.. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed into a pretty V shape. This apparently innocent young woman clearly had hidden depths.Sandy placed the plant pot on the kitchen floor and Claire positioned herself astride it and carefully lowered herself until she felt the bulbous head against her tight slit. Sandy thoughtfully offered support so that Claire could hold onto her as she slowly impaled herself. “Oh fuck, that’s good, Sandra. You have no idea how much I need this.”As she plunged up and down,. The boy had short red hair, freckles, and looked like he’d been dressed by Huckleberry Finn. “I’m sorry, who are you now?”“I’m Tom. And you are Miss... ?” Thomas bowed and raised his eyebrows, clearly looking for her name.“I’m Brittney.” She giggled. He had such strange affectations. “How old are you Tom?” Brittney put her homework down on the coffee table and brushed her long brown hair behind her shoulders.“I’m nineteen.” Thomas finished his bow and leaned back against the mantle with an air. I stepped out on to the rug, Eric still hadn’t moved. “well its ok I guess, can you hand me the towel now?” I asked. Eric seemed to have forgotten the towel existed as he threw it to me. He turned to leave and then stopped, looking back again, very obviously starting straight at my tits. “You have a very beautiful body Lynlee” he said. I felt my face getting redder now. “my son is a lucky man.” Still looking at my body, though now looking lower at what I was sure was my freshly shaved pussy..