I thought her mother made plenty of noise, but whatever works for them.By the morning I had ridden her several times, frontwards, backwards, and with ...ingers. She regally did not complain, but I could see she moved more stiffly when she moved to the bathroom. Stiff but happy. She was, I found, particularly delighted with the double entry approach; mounting her from the front I could not properly finger her massive behind, so I mounted her from standing position and used an appropriate. And here came a rider in blue alongside one in British red, and the Redcoat was an officer and wore a black patch on his eye. I ran back and got George, and we saddled up and hurried after the pair, staying to the woods as much as we could. When we brought them in sight and were about to stop them or shoot them, four more Germans arrived from the other direction so we got back under concealment."Damn," said George, "why'n't I go back and get some reinforcements, an' you keep an eye on them."I. She sucked it for what seemed like hours but was surely only about ten minutes before I stopped her. “Mine is the first cock you’ve ever seen before, right princess?” I asked her firmly “Of course daddy, I’m a good girl” she responded, I could tell she was really getting into it and was beginning to see what I wanted out of her. I stopped her though and put her on top of the couch. It was time I had a piece of that sweet pussy all to myself. I set her down on the couch, kissing her. I also was having guilt trips about who this was, the problems this could cause! To defuse things, I decided to shout her in to come look to see if the paint job was looking ok to her. In she came, took a look around and told me how I had more paint on me than the walls. I asked what she was up to in the hour I was sweating away. She told me she usually went on these chat rooms and spoke to her friends but none were about as sch**l holidays were different in Spain to other places. I pushed her.