De Villefort had this spade in his hands, when he stopped close to the thicket where I was, glanced round, and began to dig a hole in the earth. I the... perceived that he was hiding something under his mantle, which he laid on the grass in order to dig more freely. Then, I confess, curiosity mingled with hatred; I wished to see what Villefort was going to do there, and I remained motionless, holding my breath. Then an idea crossed my mind, which was confirmed when I saw the procureur lift from. He stretched down to her cunt, caressing the soft, silken curls of gold that she grew between her legs there. He scratched and stretched, reaching across her cunt, his fingertips poking at her puckered little asshole."Mmmmmmm, yes, yes, yes, suck me, you bitch, suck that cock, come on, let's see if you can do it better than your mother," George groaned at her passionately. His wife was, in fact, very good at giving blowjobs, and it was one of the things he liked best about her. But Cindy was. She stood there. I couldn't help but glance down to her peach bikini panties, and then up to her bra. Jesus. For a bigger girl in the hips and legs and ass, she had a small chest and for some reason that turned me on immensely. I was going crazy sitting there. The shit I had running through my head was driving me crazy. All I could think about was what I wanted to do to my step daughter. But in the back of my head, I kept thinking what would happen if we got caught."Stand up," Ashley said.I. I was on one side of the bed by the wall and she was on the other side still pleading and saying she would do anything if I'd let her stay. We been drinking too that night and on top of being really tired, I badly needed to take a piss. I was fed up and exhausted when the idea popped into my head. "Look," I mumbled, "I need to piss. If you'll do anything to stay, I want you to suck my cock and drink my piss so I don't have to get up." I figured that she would be disgusted and leave - problem.