I swiftly shoved them into my bag as my dad swept into the house straight into the front room and flopped down onto the arm chair, which, moments befo...e, I had been pleasuring myself on.‘Evening Hunny’ He smiled, and looked me up and down. Taking in my flushed and startled expression, and the unkempt nature of my school clothes he raised an eyebrow, ‘Good day at school?’‘Alright…’ I mumbled and started edging to the door for a swift exit.‘Are you sure? You look a little ruffled. Stressful day. I knew she was going to dominate this fuck but I didn't mind seeing her wonderful round orbs bouncing up and down. She sunk her perfectly warm pussy into my dick and sat up. She started slow and get faster. She would scream and her tits would jump up and down her magnificent body. We fucked for five minutes and she told me she was going to cum. She let out a huge scream and I felt her warm juices flood my cock and some fell on my stomach and the rest on her bed. She was out of breath but still. The first photo showed a picture of a rat woman that wore a similar kimono. She stood posing alone with a simple landscape background to it.“This is a picture of my grandmother taken after World War 2. She was very important in helping find the sacred seed from the money tree. Without her, our family would have never had the money that you see now.”“The money tree?” he asked.“Yes ... I don’t know much about the story, though. I just know that she played a big role in it.”Gary almost thought. Curiously, it appears that I have fallen into a pantry!’It did indeed resemble a pantry for the walls were lined with shelves baring all manner of bottles, jars and tins. As she fell, or rather drifted, she did her best to read the labels.‘Rose honey. Aprodesiac from Minsk. Hogweed Jam. Ginger tea biscuits. Poppy and mommy seeds. Essence of Philosophy. Trumpet mushroom powder. Sardinian sardines. Tincture of Appleseed. Jubjub oil. All so exotic and strange. Black peppermint. Dried orange.