Julie looked up at her father, adolescent lust burning brightly in her baby-blue eyes as she jerked her slim young hips up to meet his pile-driving co...k-thrusts. Her father's huge prick was giving her hot little cunt so much pleasure, Julie felt like she was going to faint from sheer ecstasy. "Ohhhh, Daddy! Fuck me hard! Uhh! Uhh! I'm gonna cum any second!" squealed Julie. "GOD FUCK MEEEE! FUCK ME DADDY! FUCK ME! I love it! Oh, unnhnhnnhh!" Dave grabbed his whimpering daughter by the thighs. The toast, crisp to perfection and light brown just the way she liked it, sausage and a few strips of bacon were just what she needed to wake her up. No wonder her tummy had been throwing a party of its own. ‘Thank you.’ She rose up, putting the plate on her lap and ate in silence. He just stared at her, his hand on her knee, as if he was waiting for her to break the silence, say something. She could guess what he wanted her to say. She put down her fork. ‘Okay fine! I’m sorry.’ ‘Sorry about. The labyrinth was a cold, dark place with slate-gray walls. Julie raced down one corridor after the next, stopping at dead ends and taking random turns. Her naked form shook with each stride. Her unsupported boobs ached as they bounced, forcing her to run with her arms pressed firmly on her bosom. Cold sweat dripped down her neck and spine.Something followed her. With each false turn and dead end, she felt the thing draw closer. The chase felt like an unwinding ball of thread. She rapidly. "She thanked me in her broken, heavily accented English that everything is well. We walk down the stairs chatting, and walking all the way into the kitchen. I told Anu that I am quite open with exotic foods, and that she should try to cook me some of the dishes that she is familiar with first so I can sample them and make a decision later. She readily agreed and begins to prepare the ingredients that are available for cooking. I watched her plump hips jiggle as she worked busily like a worker.