I could even remember looking it over and finally deciding it would be silly to buy one just to split wood on a camp out, especially when I bought my ...firewood for home delivered for the living room fireplace. Around Dallas there just aren't many places to go out and cut your own.At least I had two good sledges and a young host of wedges and Wood Grenades. No, I'd never really used these but I'd split wood a little when I was a youngster. There's just not a lot of technical details to keep. But Nikhil was on it. And I couldn’t wait any longer. “Beta, I need it urgently” I told my son “Just give the computer to me for 15 minutes and I will give it back to you after that” “Dad, please I can’t give it to you now” he replied “Nikhil, I am not joking” I said more sternly “ I always leave the computer to you, but I need it now” “Oh Dad, you are sometimes so painful” he said, and put the screen off “ Take the computer, I am going out to meet Ajay” “Learn to talk properly to your father”. She looked so sexy.There was such passion in our fucking. I pumped into her hot little body as hard as I could and she begged me to go harder. I can't remember the last time I fucked so hard that sweat broke out all over my body, but it was pouring out. Her pussy gripped my cock hard.I thought that I was making headway at loosening her up until her orgasm hit. Her pussy clamped down so hard, I could hardly move. I pumped as much as I could until her body relaxed and then went back to pumping. He is a fucking monster!He just wants me to be happy. How is that bad? I didn't always see things his way, but what do I know? I'm only 16. I trust daddy to take care of me and always do what’s best for me.Exactly Amelia. You are ONLY 16!! I'm only 16. And I'm pregnant with my rapist’s baby. My rapist is my father. I should be worrying about homework right now. Or excited to spend a Saturday night with my friends, sneaking our parent’s beer. I should not be strapped to a table in a house in the.