She took care of herself though, I noticed as I took in her bush, trimmed and shaped into a gentle V. Lifting her up once again, I slid the shirt over...her head and laid her back down on the bed. “Daddy?” she whispered, and I froze, knowing that she would think I was a horrible, dirty old man. “Will you lay with me, and hold me? Like you used to when I was little?” I felt a stirring in my groin as I thought about lying with my sweet daughter in my arms, pressed up against her softness. But I. The gods of the hunt must be appeased or we will not survive the winter."My mind had no idea what he was talking about, but my body followed him as he ran back into the woods. The four of us chased Paula throughout the rest of the night. We would see her near a tree and surround her, but suddenly she would be behind us rather than in front of us. We were still chasing her when the glow of dawn lit up the sky and she led us back to the hunting lodge.She stood before the fire naked, sweaty,. I hugged her and given a long kiss for about 10 minutes and we exchanged our saliva.We broke kiss and she undressed me and took my tool in her mouth by bending on her knees, I am in cloud 9 at that time. She is giving a wonderful blow job and I am enjoying. I came to climax at about 5 minutes and told to her she is not in a mood to listen and I cummed in her mouth she drank each and every drop.Now its my turn to satisfy her. I asked her to sit in the sofa and I went to pussy and started eating. And, for all I know, she may even be right.The recording of Passing Passion was enlightening and instructive for all of us. Crystal was extremely disciplined in her approach to composition. She'd taught herself to read and write music and whenever she presented us with a new song she'd already written it down in her neat handwriting on song sheets with annotations to mark where we could throw in our own individual flourishes or samples. Although she got us to rehearse each song in its entirety.