Yeahhh!" John pushed the girl's panties into the gap between her legs. They were already soaked and they stuck between her cunt lips. He firmly rubbed...his finger up and down her cunt slit, pressing down to make her cunt lips separate."Oh, Dad ... will you lick me there? Ooohhh, I want you to eat my pussy! Will you ... oh, will you, please do it?" she pleaded.Her father was only too glad to oblige. "Raise your ass," he said.When she did, he yanked off her panties. Throwing her legs high, he dove. The very thought had her blushing at how brazen and needy she’d become. ‘Gabriel,’ she whimpered. He reached between them and undid his belt and jeans. She helped by sliding her hands into the back, effectively sliding them down enough to grip the taut globes of his beautiful ass. She felt when his penis thumped on her belly as he yanked her gown up. Not bothering to move back in order to pull her panties down, he just ripped the crotch making her yip in surprise. He was such an animal. It. She combed her long hair and dusted her face with some rose powder and dabbed a little rouge onto her lips. Spritzed herself with a little lavender water and she was off. She packed a simple lunch, a cold beef sandwich, an apple and some biscuits and poured some hot tea into her little silver flask. She'd skip the wine today. All was set and out the door she went.She grabbed her straw hat on her way out and tied the dark green ribbons under her chin. She walked to the shed and was stunned to. “Tonight,” he murmured as we all laughed.“Promise?” she giggled.“I promise,” he replied as Kirstie started singing ‘Ben’s on a promise’.“At least I’m getting some,” he chuckled.“Ooh, low blow,” I said with a laugh as Kirstie slapped his head followed by Donna.“I get mine too, it’s just I haven’t decided on a significant other yet,” Kirstie giggled.“Doubt any of those hairy trots you hang out with are worth the time,” Neville chuckled.“Ah, you got me there, Nev,” she giggled. “Politics match,.