Enough to make it tacky."Becca collected the jam from the larder. "Show me, Mr Beeton," she said.Steven did so. Becca cautiously applied the marzipan ...o the side of the cake. It stuck."Brilliant!" she cried. "You are a clever man."Still holding the palette knife she flung her arms round his neck."Oy!" he yelped. "I'll get marzipan in my hair." Sweeten you up a bit." I'm sweet already."She sobered up immediately. "Yes you are and I love you." She kissed him gently.She soon had the marzipan. I heard her moan as she pushed my hips back until my dick was nearly pulled out of her tight hole, then slowly she pulled me back in until she was full again. She continued to do this for several minutes, her pressure and moaning becoming quicker and more intense with each thrust. I looked over at my wife, checked that she was still sleeping, and licked my daughter's lips again. I felt her legs clamp down on my back as she brought my cock into her with more force. There was no way around it: my. "None of that," she said as she snapped a couple more photos. "I have alot more to do today and I don't have time to waste on your littleprotests that are going to go nowhere." She ordered him to perform alittle twirl and he sighed, admitting to himself that she was right. Hequickly spun on his feet, his heart skipping as he felt the skirtflutter around his legs."Very nice. We'll have to complete the look with a decent wig and a nicepair of shoes when we get the chance. Don't you think,. Like his changing emotions, his childlike suckling slowly gave way to a more demanding need. His twitching penis could no long be denied. He stopped suckling her breasts and moved his hips in closer against Helgas body. Once again pulling aside her panty, he guided his erect penis into Helgas vagina and resumed raping her. Helgas tight vagina enveloped him and he pushed his penis deeper into her. Father Timothy was an old portly priest, with no knowledge of the sexual techniques common to most.