Promise me, daddy; you won’t tell.”“I won’t pumpkin. I don’t want to fuck this up. I want to be with you again. I want to fuck you in your u...niform. Oh baby, you’ll make a great breast girl.”My stepfather pulled me onto the bed. We kissed passionately while he played with my asshole. I liked kissing him. I felt like a dirty whore making love to my stepfather. He seemed to really enjoy having sex with me. I wondered if he and my mother had sex anymore. His hands were like an octopus all over my. He’d prefer her to woo him with tender comments dressed up with a little sexiness – fluttering eyelids, playing with her shoulder straps and crossing her legs. That sort of thing was what men want. She needed to work up to it slowly until they both were practically panting and it might take days if not weeks before they reached the same and inevitable conclusion: that the moment was ripe for sexual consummation. They would then have something to look back on fondly and he’d like that because. Fir main uski chut ko panty ke upar se smell karne laga, aur wo machalne lagi. Wo bol rahi thi-Ifa: Bas Ammu aahhh, bas karo aahh..Fir maine uski panty nikaal di. Ek-dum clean shaved, smooth aur brownish black chut thi. Bahut khoobsurat chut thi uski. Maine chut dekhte hi uski chut chaatni shuru kar di. Wo pagal ho gayi aur boli-Ifa: Ammu Ammu aahh khaa lo Ammu. Mere Ammu, meri chut ko poora khaa lo. Isko chaato aur chooso Ammu please. Ammu mere raja kha jao mujhe.Ye bol kar mera face andar. I gave up my little house in town and moved into the bunk-house with the ranch hands. We shared three showers among twelve guys. It still beat washing with a stroke and a poke out of a bucket of warm water on the camper's stove.I worked with the ranch cooks on fine tuning the recipes and inventories we wanted to use at the camps. I'd found an old cook book with a recipe for suet dough suitable for baking or boiling, like in a dumpling. I worked with raisins and dried apples for fruit, as well.