..... "Old watchman see my daughter refused to give in, will be holding a dick in her hole left bumper, right bumper teasing her and my daughter to be... confused itching and discomfort, teeth and said: "Well ...... you ...... good hate ... ... ah ... do not like it! ...... Well! you ...... good ... bully small chant it! bully dead ... small chant ... Well ... Well ...... "Old watchman did not miss her, and asked: "How do you? Baby bully."My daughter blushing shame and said: "You ... good or bad!. She wanted Daddy to punish her and she was not going to be disappointed. “You told me you ate,” he said as he forced her to sit on the floor, “you lied to me.”“No, Daddy,” she said as she positioned herself on her knees and reached for his pants, “I didn’t mean to not tell you the truth, I was going to eat but got so busy, I forgot.”He stepped back and stayed out of her reach. She whimpered as he repositioned his softening cock and zipped up his pants.“Please, Daddy,” she moaned, “I wanted to. JohnGreat not only has everyone who has come in come over and talked baby talkto me and called me great baby but now Julie and Becky have returned but nowthey are making fun of me and talking baby talk to me. After they've hadtheir fun with me I see them go over to Beth and sit down and they all laughand keep looking back at me and laughing some more.BeckyWe have come back to Beth's place because while disposing John's things wediscover pictures of other women John have dated some nude others. . people. Mostly female, but not always. But always dressed ... differently. One I’ve seen more often than the others, a pretty girl – maybe woman – with silvery hair. Slim, with a pretty laugh. In a dress. Gown?The first time we spoke, I was sitting on a fallen tree-trunk, listening to the birds making their various calls in the surrounding trees.“Hello, Bert.”You can imagine I was surprised to be addressed by name, and familiarly. “Hello,” I said, quizzically. “Have we met?”“Oh, no, though.