Before heading back to the farmhouse, Clark turned onto a long, narrow gravel road half the length of a football field that cut through the middle of ... six-acre meadow towards a stand of trees. There was no house in sight from the main road, but he decided to investigate anyway.The road continued deep into the woods. The entrance was cut off by a horizontal beam set up as a traffic barrier with a blunt warning sign that read PRIVATE PROPERTY-KEEP OUT-NO TRESSPASSING, all in big capital letters. I was impaled on his cock.I was utterly helpless to him. He could do what he wanted to me, and Ihad to accept it. I moaned out my realisation of my uttereffemination, and I could not deny that this was the most completingfeeling that I had ever had. I was the girl object of a man's love,and it was who I wanted to be.I sucked on his tongue with the same loving that I had sucked on hiscock. His hand ground the panty material into me. His cock withdrewand slammed back into me. If he had not been. I just needed the right moment to get his attention and let him know I was more than interested in a little incestuous fun without coming straight out and saying it.At every opportunity I wore as little as possible around the house, much to my mother's annoyance. Sometimes I didn't wear any bra or panties at all and would innocently it in a position where my father could see right up between my legs. I'm sure once or twice Daddy almost had a heart attack at the sight of my hot little twat. " So you want us assembling the cabinets, putting on the trim, the hinges, staining and polishing. All that?" Yeah. I'm not saying we'll use it all but it's a lot easier to have it and not use it than not have it and need it." Gotcha. OK, there's nothing we did today that we can't get pictures of next week. Most of the crew has already taken off and we're closing the doors in a half hour so there wouldn't be anyone here for you anyway." OK. So I'll see you tomorrow for Thanksgiving, right?".