.. not Daddy ... Nope ... not Surprise ... yup ... Cassie.Cassie got a hug.“You know ... they’re searching all Cassandra for you.” And that got ...rins.Back on Crossroads, Ceiling was involved in a mystery. WHAT KIND OF WOOD SMOKE!I’ve tried all the “Flavor Wood. What could it be? Surely none of the deciduous woods ... Pine is awful I’m missing something.”He started again singing the process to no one and everyone.“Grind lean pork with the ½” plate, and fat pork with ¼” or ⅜”plate. Grind beef. Gritting his teeth in pain as he felt the stuck and melted skin peel away as he pulled his hand from it, he unlocked the door. Cautiously edging his way inside, he was surprised to find the floor around the bed was unscortched for a good few feet around, the wooden floor and hand carved bedframe looking as they always had. Asleep on it was his daughter, fretting fitfully in her sleep. As he strode over to her slowly, each step became harder as the heat sapped the strength from his legs. The. “Cuckhold,” she replied, “get a move on or Craig will be here before l’m ready for him.”Tom placed the tip of his cock against her anus, as he increased the pressure it yielded to him and he slid deep into her tight arsehole.“You’re a dirty slut,” he said as he began fucking her.“And you love me for it,” she responded, “Come on baby, fuck your slut’s bum hole, oooh that’s good baby, fill my bum with cum, make it nice and slippery for when your son’s big cock slides in there.”“I love you!” He. ” I cannot believe she was telling me to do this!“Now?” I asked.“Yes, I want you to do it now.” She demanded.Aunt Alice was a very thin lady who had no shape to her. She was not feminine at all, and she was not what I would say would turn me on.“I do it in private.” I told her.“Master William, I am telling you right now, I will tell your Grandmother if you do not do as I say.” When she talked like that, she meant it. She looked me right in the eye when she said it. She certainly was not.