Positioning him with his back to the archway that led into the room, she sunk to her knees and began fumbling with his belt. Seeing his daughter in su...h a shocking position caused Walter to make one last grasp at sanity."Donna, stop... we... we shouldn't be..."But before he could complete his thought, Donna had taken his cock out. It was much bigger than she imagined it would be, so long and thick, and it was barely even hard."Oooh, Daddy," she whispered. "I had no idea."Donna wasted little. It was now or never. I had to strike up a conversation with her to get Andrea . Just hearing her sexy voice would fill my spank bank fantasies for weeks to come.As she sat the chicken tray down on my table I decided to make my move. Ooh, looks just like the chicken they serve in the Air force, is what I reluctantly spat out. I couldn't help but think to myself that I sounded like a complete idiot. Looks just like chicken? That was the best line I could come up with? The Air force, she said. I was so turned on that a steady stream of cunt cream was oozing from my slit, coating my wrinkled, brown hole. He slapped my clit sharply several times, making it grow to mammoth proportions. I had never seen it so big before. The hood was fully retracted, and it stood a half an inch out from my body. Every time he touched it, it felt like I was touching a light socket with my pussy. Once he had my clit the size he wanted, he shoved two fingers from one hand, and then two fingers from the. ”“Indeed I do not,” Mr D’arcy sighed, “I merely wish to shoot your Peasants, I mean Pheasants.”“Then why have you a trouser bulge Mr D’arcy?” Mr Bennet observed.“Father!” Miss Eliza declared, “Do you really expect me to conjoin with Mr D’arcy without a promise?”“Oh really Mr Bennet,” Mrs Bennet declaimed, “Would you let just any Gentleman sample your daughter without a promise.”“Actually,” Eliza observed, “Now you mention it his trouser bulge looks most promising.”“Come on man, make a promise,”.