“It’s too big, daddy,” she whined.“Oh, come on.”She giggled a little but continued. “Too big, too big, too big, ugh!”“You’re crazy, ...umpkin.”He held her tiny, soft waist tightly with his big construction worker hands and started drilling his cock into her fast. The blanket fell to her waist.She stopped making jokes. Instead, her mouth was agape, her eyes wide, her voice stuck at her throat, as he drove into her again and again rapidly. A low groan from her escalated into another cry.He wrapped. No one stayed in that room. Ir was being used as a dumping room of unused things. Radhu said you hide yourself in that room, if someone notices you then say that you are playing hide and seek.I did as adviced and hid myself inside the room. After sometime Radhu came, she was empty handed. I asked what happened. Radhu said “Buddhu, do you think I will carry that book in my hand. She lifted her skirt and the book was in her panty. I was getting restless so I took the nook out of her panty. There. People just couldn’t get there. Of course, the theatre made some kind of weather compensation and I guess everyone got to see the shows.For CeeCee and me, we were like newlyweds in our first home. The apartment in Athens didn’t really count because we were in school. Now we were both paid working professionals. Poorly paid. In addition to our jobs—and mine was a lot more than forty hours a week—we ‘managed’ the apartment building, which meant we swept the halls and stairs once a week, shoveled. " I always was a gambler, Abner." He chuckled. "Did I ever tell youthe story of how I got the money to buy my Sierra Bonita Ranch?" Can't say that you have. You win it in some poker game, maybe?" Nothing that easy. I wrangled 500 turkeys -- a-yep, I said _turkeys_-- across the Sierras from California to Carson City, me and a drovernamed Philo Webster." Turkeys," Abner let out a horselaugh. "Now that's a story _I_ wantto hear." You will, but it'll cost you. A bath first, to get rid of this.