She is the youngest cow, barely 21 when we first laid eyes on her. She's the slut Daddy brings to the house when he wants to shame and humiliate me fo... being the oldest of his sluts, flaunting her young, fresh, dewy pussy and commenting loudly about how much he loves her firm, young, perky tits, fondling her on his lap while I kneel in front of them, forced to watch. Back on the day of the Fair, she was riveted to the milking demonstration, you could see she was bouncing on the balls of her. Finally I took my towel and wiped myself clean. She leaned back in her seat, and I reached over and once again cupped her tits in my hand. Just lick,” She said. “OK,” I said, my voice shaky and thick. She lay back and I leaned toward her midsection, placing both my hands on her cunt. I began moving my fingers up and down the inner labia, feeling the wetness there as she writhed around.I was now stroking it steadily, and I was so close, I could count the light brown hairs in front of my eyes. I. "I see lights up ahead," Liz said. "It looks like we're getting wherever we're going."We rolled into an Amrican small town that was even more "American" than anyplace except maybe Main Street in Disney World. There were street lights straight out of some Golden Era picture, signs in English, drugstores, barber shops, and everything else you could expect to see back home. Everyone was neatly dressed, too, the girls in dresses or skirts and tops, and the guys in long slacks and shirts.We pulled. She moans I need your dick in me. I pulled out and probe her ass. She stops me and says later babe…. I need your dick in my pussy.Again, I enter her in a single stroke and she immediately moans. She uses her feet and legs to try and regulate the motion. The old kitchen table was squeaking in distress indicating it couldn’t take much more of our abuse. My phone still in my robe pocket was vibrating signaling I had a message, then a second one. I didn’t bother looking until we decided to move to.