I had little use for college. I was able to spend more time with my daughter and with Emily that way.I was also able to finally talk Dad into getting ... milking machine. We could do ten cows at a time rather than only two or three. This made the time to do milking go way down. Over the next three years, our dairy cows went from 25 to 65 in number. We were now selling our milk for a bit of a profit.Emily had also done well in school and was offered a full scholarship to the same college that. To mane unhe fir se massage k lie bola or vo maan gyi. Mane unhe lita diya or unke hatho se shuru krdi.Fir dheere dheere m unke pairo par gya or unhe dbana shuru kiya ,unke gore gore pair dekh kr he meera lund khada ho gya or bas unhe b ye pta chl gya lekin unhone kuch nhi kha or vo chup chap leti rhi.Fir unki jaangh par maalish krta hua m upar aya or fir unke upar aake unke hotho p hoth rkh diye or unhe choosne laga.Mko us time asa lag rha tha jase m jannat m pahcuh gya hu or 5-7 minute tk m. I turn around and he leans over and kisses me. He increases his rythm and starts fucking me harder. He places one hand on my shoulder and one hand pulling my hair. He increases his rythm once again, he lets my hair go and reaches around and starts playing with my hard cock. “You like that you little slut?” He says in a dominant voice “yes daddy” I reply. He keeps fucking me for a little while longer. He pulls his cock out of my ass and I turn around. He lifts me up into his nice strong arms and. "Zach!"Oh holy shit, the kid didn't take off did he? Runners always get theworst of it. They become mandatory changelings. No game. No chance atsavings themselves. They get strapped into the machine and what leaves itis no longer them.The front door opens and they walk in. I'm so happy to see them. I don'tshow it. It's not my way. I don't smile, but I think about it. Zach isalready in his Sunday suit, looking sharp, his longish hair gelled andperfect. He smirks at me."You are a lucky bastard,".