She hadn’t been in it since her mother left. “Pater, where has all this stuff come from?” she asked him with surprise.Jim shrugged, “I go to h...ouse sales and when I have time, I clean and fix the old items that I can sell in the shop. Some I meltdown for the ore and remove the gems. Some of it is junk because I have to take a whole box of items to obtain the piece that caught my eye.”“Maybe I can look through the items, and I can make that part of my project, as it will be good practice for me,”. Nobody had ever shown any inclination to go there before.He slid down her like a man with a plan and planted his face between her thighs. He kissed her vaginal lips. His nose nuzzled her clitoris. Did he know he was doing that? Probably, yes. He probably had a degree in licking women. It was obviously his thing. She decided to stop analyzing it and enjoy it.Martin’s tongue was all over her, up and down the sides of her crotch, tickling her piss hole, wrapping itself around her clitoris in a way. “Baby, you weren’t trying to hide it. It showed. So now you’re happy. You’ve got some plan in mind...”“Mizz Donna...”“Just ‘Donna’, okay?”“Donna, I know you had your ‘little girl’ daydreams.”“I did. Fairy tale stuff, I guess...”“I did, too. Since I was forced into adulthood, I’ve kind of changed those dreams, but I definitely saw a husband and a house and a couple of kids...”“Yeah ... I don’t think I brought that part into my first run at adulthood. The other version, though, I hit bottom. Ihr volles, wildes Haar, das sie im Augenblick zurueckgesteckt hatte, diese dunklen, mandelfoermigen Augen, der kunstvoll geschwungene Mund, ihre samtene, leicht dunkel getoente Haut, und ihre festen kleinen Titten ueber dem gut trainierten, flachen Bauch, den sie so gerne herzeigte, und dann noch die kraeftigen, perfekten Schenkel. Sie trieb exzessiv Sport und man sah es ihr an. Marc lud die Kuehlbox ab, in der er etwas zu Essen und Trinken hatte - auch eine Flasche Hochprozentiges fuer.