I like what I make, and dad never leaves any on his plate, makes faces, or toys with his food. Sometimes he compliments me. I don’t get upset when h...e doesn’t, because most of the time daddy is tired from doing the work of two men to keep the ranch running. He really should have a hired hand to help him, but to keep expenses down; he has been doing everything himself. Since I am home schooled now, maybe I can help out, and make things easier for him. I don’t want dad to be too tired to fuck me. . Ventane ungi chethetho pakkaku tholaginchi… Loopala underwear leeni vesayam thelusukoni santhosam tho vaade bulli pattikoni ratnam neenu vasthunnatu neeku thelusa. Ready ga unnattu unnade..Ventane lungi looniki doori bulli ni mokamku ruddukontu.. Ratnam deenikoraku enni rojula nundi..kachukoni unnano.. Neeku theliyadu.Subbayamma naaku appudappudu kanipenchi.. Dabbulu thesukoni poothu untunde.Ame kada nennu nannu kalipende a rooju…. Avunu.. Thaanu modda cheekuthu unte Ratnam subhadra neevu. .what's that?" I managed to ask as my eyes were level with those adorable little tits."I lied to you last night. I was on the stairs watching while you guys were playing around." You were?" Brad asked, trying to feign surprise.I noticed he had put his hands in his lap, but I had no doubt he was still hard. There was no way he couldn't be with this gorgeous little thing a foot away from us."I was, I was coming down to get a cup of coffee and I saw you. At first I thought Trish was just sitting. She pressed her hips and pelvis back as Frankie pulled out, or nearly so.Then back he came, pressing his hot, smoldering cock all the way up her again, thrusting harder this time. Together they began a slow, satisfying and undulating rhythm.The sofa seemed to rock back and forth, up and down. Linda’s eyes were closed most of the time. She was conscious of only pressing down, to get more and more of the wonderful, stiff staff up inside of her. Frankie, who was propped up on his hands, gradually.