It didn’t stop me, I wanted to feel her pussy and when I eventually ran my fingers up and down along the sides of her tight little clamshell slit, w... stopped kissing. Taking my hand out of her shorts, I smiled and after a simple kiss, I again asked, “Are you okay?”I think Cassie was looking for reassurance and after giving a nod, I smiled and we again kissed. Putting my hand down her shorts again as we kissed, I felt her take another deep breath when my hand found her pussy. She was wet and as. He looked at the young cunt before him. Then he ran his fingers over the clit and down to the hole. He circled the hole watching his daughter squirm. With no care he poked a finger in the innocent hole. This caused much pain to Tasha. He moved his finger in and out then without care added another finger. He continued till he had all four fingers in the hole and broke the skin protecting it. The men had no care of the pain as the women were here to breed. Tasha needed to be readied to accept the. My earlier discipline had been worthwhile for, as the musky fragrance of my stepdaughter's precocious cunt again assaulted my sinuses, it hit me like the very first scent.I was immediately dizzied by the experience, becoming light-headed from either my self-induced hyperventilation, or the drug-like effects of my step-daughter's rich pheromone-laden quimstain. Probably, both factors played their part; in the event, there is but one description for the sensation: intoxication.I think my eyes. “Yes, it’s something like 750 yards, but they considered this a more defensible position. Back then the ground wasn’t the smooth and even area that you see here now,” I explained before changing subjects.“But we need to leave, our pursuers are close by, and we don’t want to meet them,” I told the ladies.“Where are we going?” Amelia asked.“We’re going to Savannah, where the invasion of the Southern Colonies got under way. I know a very nice hotel there, where we will be very comfortable for the.