" What can I say? There's always work to be done." Speaking of which, come take a look at this," I said. "There's something you might be interested in...seeing."My sister followed me as I led her towards the window overseeing our backyard patio. The view from where we stood was always beautiful. We looked at the pool, the forest, and a small statue of an eagle, which was sitting on the grass."So, you found it?" she asked with surprise. "Where was it all this time?" Dad hid it in the shelf. I. She was moaning in pleasure which made me wild I inserted my finger in her asshole it was hot. Her moans got louder and suddenly she turned facing me it was unbelievable; my dream lady is nude right in front of me. She took my hands and kept on her huge boobs and u pressed it so hard and sucked it wildly milking her boobs. I threw her saree and she undressed me quickly.I couldn’t resist more turned her again and started to eat her ass; she spread her leg and I was right inside her asshole. They had us haul dead, already begun to attract flies and bloat, bodies from the street to a huge fire. To men starved for years on the thinnest of water gruel that was a sore task, to smell so much meat ablaze. If not for a simple meal were were soon given I think more than a few of us might have succumb to those beastly impulses. Myself, I’m honest enough to admit, would have been among them. With a tattered cloth tied into a script, a broken sword scavenged from the rubble, clothes I looted. One, down in the lower right corner, was on a thong. It said, “No lips but Daddy’s” on it. Right next to it was a pair of crotchless panties that had “Daddy’s Little Princess” printed on the waistband.“How did you find this?” I croaked. Under the laptop there was an erection growing.“I just did a search for Daddy’s Girl and of the seventy thousand pages it said were possible, among others, I clicked on this one.”“When did you do this?” I asked, for some reason.“I don’t know. About a year ago, I.