I followed her to her room, she stood at the mirror table and was wiping her face. I caught hold of her and saidMe: “amma. Innaiku neenga romba azha...a irukenga maa..” (you look so beautiful today)Mom: “haa… sari sari amma ku ice vachadhu podhum.. Enga ennoda birthday gift??” (I cannot tolerate your prises. Where is my bday gift?)Me: “hmm iruku.. But adhu ungaluku pidikadhu..’ (ya its here. But you won’t like them)Mom: “nee enna kuduthalum enaku pidikum… so ippadi samalikama ennoda gift’ah first. He moved it to where his tongue had gone, and teased at the tight and wrinkled rim of Leah'andra's anus. She ground down against his finger, and he knew she wanted what he was offering. Carefully, he pried the sexy anus apart and slid his wet digit inside. Preleis groaned as her tight ass sucked his finger in to the first knuckle. He dove forward with his tongue, invading her vagina deeply this time. Another finger moved to join the first, widening the tight rosebud of Leah's bottom and making. .. I want to say "fierce kindness" (as ridiculous as that sounds) ... such a loving, tender, appropriately endearing look ... if ever I should ever doubt how much Daddy loved me, all I ever need do is remember that look. I wish I could do him justice. I could tell you that his p*o-brown eyes (yes, it sounds awful, I know, but it's our little joke about his eye colour, and with no word of a lie, they are THAT colour) are mesmerizing and kind and his smile could charm a rattlesnake or any other. Maeve was always buying junk like this; she fancied herself an artistic person, and she was always decorating their house in some new style or pattern. It drove Patrick crazy, because he never knew if his living room was going to look like twelfth century China, 1920s Paris, or some godawful combination that nobody had thought of yet. Currently she was on a Middle Eastern kick, and that was why she had shown up with a carload of brass lamps, hookahs, and Oriental throw rugs purchased from some.