I don't know perfumes. But hers was subdued, to the point where I wanted to get far too close too fast and inhale her scent.Dinner was a salad, Penne ...ith peppery broccoli and Morel sauce, and a side of asparagus, for a number of reasons. I'm good at preparing it, it goes well with wine, and it's not so loaded with protein that it puts me to sleep. Or, hopefully, her. I refrained from adding garlic to the bread. That was not how I wanted the evening to be remembered.We caught up, awkwardly,. ”She murmurs quietly almost a faint whisper “d-daddy I’m sorr-”I speak darkly.“Did I fucking tell you to speak? No, so shut the fuck up and listen to me for fucking once. Here’s what’s going to happen, daddy is going to fuck you like the little slut you are. Not like you deserve it, but daddy is really horny and has missed you all day. You are NOT allowed to cum, if I feel the slightest bit around my dick, you will regret it. Do you understand, slut?” I pull away to look at her face. She nods. “Hey Coale, since we are moving on tomorrow anyway why don't we splurge and spend a few giedians on a hotel room. A nice new bed sounds good right?” He saw Coale smile and scratch his head as he thought it over.“Yeah a warm bed sounds good. Lets break down camp and then we will look around for a good room.” he stepped through the path they had made and began to gather up bedding and toss it in his bag . His red tent was taken down as well and rolled up to fit at the top of his now full. Walden rolled her on her back and took a knee in each hand. As he rose over her, he lifted and separated her legs. ‘Do you want me to help place you for insertion?’ she asked. ‘Yes, please do the honors.’ Mr. Walden shifted his hands beside Brandi’s shoulders and braced his upper body as he lowered his groin towards hers. Her delicate hand gave his shaft a slow stroke. She held the corona between thumb and index as she maneuvered his tip to her cunt entrance. Mr. Walden adjusted his body lower.