"So naive."He was relentless. He leaned in, bending her legs until her ankles were beside her head. The position enabled him to shove his meat deeper ...nto her snatch. "That's why I love you gymnast girls," he laughed. "Easy access."His cock was jabbing her insides like a knife. Each second was hell. Every thrust sent his balls slapping her asshole and his cock head pushing against her insides. "Please! You're hurting me!" she cried. Unexpectedly, he paused. For a split second she though he had. I think it’s gonna be a while before you leave the nest, my little sweetie.’ ‘I know,’ she giggled, ‘But I meant what I said about not wanting to see you alone.’ ‘I’ll tell you what,’ I replied smiling, ‘I’ll start thinking about it, alright?’ ‘Okay,’ she smiled, taking a sip of her shake, ‘But don’t take too long.’ ~~~~~~ The following year was very prosperous for my business to the point that I was able to make my old friend from college, Jeff Donnelly, a full partner. In doing so he brought. "I honestly don't know," I replied. "But at least we can stretch our legs and you two can do whatever it is you need to do." What, here?" wailed Suzie, aghast at the thought of having to take a leak behind a bush. "There are no toilets here and I need to go, um, number two's." Shit!" I exclaimed. Okay, so that was a little more difficult."Yes, daddy, but mummy told us not to call it that. I need to shit."Talk about out of the mouths of babes and suckling's. I stifled a laugh and Charlie gave me. He watched as she attempted to clean up the mess, but quickly stopped her when she made to wash her face. Instead, he kissed her, tasting the rich citrus on his lips and tongue. He licked her chin too; cleaning up every last drop of the juice from her soft skin. Grabbing her hand in his, and then picking up the plate of oranges with the other, he led her down the hallway, which was bathed in the early evening glow of a rose gold sunset, and took her to the bedroom. The plate of citrus was.