We got any water and clothing?”Martha nodded. “All the comforts of home, assuming your home is a barn.” After Enoch climbed to his feet, she poi...ted out what had been done. “We’ve begun washing some of the clothing and hanging it up to dry. You can clean up over in the horse trough. I had some of the kids cleaning it up, so the water’s fresh, but cold. You’ll live. There’s a bar of soap there, too. You know where the privy is. The kitchen is now over in the corner. Everyone else has been. Blowing a huge load a few hours ago helped me hold to off and enjoy the feeling of dick being incredibly deep inside of her. Letting go over her hair i slid my hand down to her ass. With one hand still firmly holding her hip i slid my thumb into her crack and rimmed her anus. Looking down i wondered how i ever hot my dick in her, she is such a small woman. On my back stroke her cunt would cling to my dick even as slippery as it was. Just the view of me fucking this sweet young thing, my cock. And he’s working harder than I’ve ever seen anybody work in that garden, it’s huge—I had to stop him before he made it even bigger so it wouldn’t eat up his time too much—and he keeps it weed-free; even individual blades of grass get whipped out as soon as he sees them sprout.He isn’t bringing in money, though, of course, and that’s eating him up. He keeps talking about how wrong it is for him to live off me, and how he wants to help, and he hates it when I keep telling him he has to study and. Once he had Jennifer prone before him he shed his polo shirt and unbuttoned his khaki pants, letting them fall to the floor and unleashing his erection.“Daddy… daddy what are you doing?” Jennifer asked, trying to sit up. Daddy pushed her back down.“If you can’t be trusted with your virginity then I’ll take it for myself.” Daddy responded, pushing her back down.“Daddy, you can’t! That’s wrong!” Tegan protested, struggling uselessly against her restraints.“I do as I please!” Daddy roared, taking.