His stiff cock bobs in frontof his body, and as I look at him, backwards between my legs, a smear of hisprecum oozes gently from its tip and trickles ...own its shaft. With both hands he gently strokes the deepred stripes, my badges of office as his Baby Girl, which mark the otherwiseperfect pale skin of my arse. Keeping my legs straight, I point my feet inwardto an uncomfortable degree in order to give him a good view of my most personalentrance, my arsehole, which is of course my anus if you?re. When we were first married I had prepared a meal that took overfour hours to prepare. After the first meal was completed RichardI had agreed that this meal was reserved for only specialoccasions. I only cooked that meal twice more since that day.Those were the days I told Richard I was carrying Dean andJennifer."Richard you know you aren't supposed to cook this meal?" I saidto him as I walked into the kitchen.Richard turned to face me and said. "I had to, it is atradition." As he said this he. She was lying next to me, naked and sexy. I caressed her soft back and kissed her neck. I was just crazy about her. I put my arms on her ass, caressed it as well, but she was sleeping like a log, so I decided to get up.I went to the kitchen and made some delicious Colombian coffee. I really needed a cup. A couple of minutes later I heard some footsteps coming towards the kitchen. It was my beautiful girlfriend wearing only one of my soccer jerseys, one from Manchester United. That ruby red. As I dragged his limp body away from my Stepdaughter I thought I'd killed him, but his breathing quickly reassured me that he was just out cold, I was relieved, but in a way disappointed as I dumped his carcass into the nearby undergrowth. In the time it had taken me to reach them he had ripped all of Nicola's clothes from her body and she lay before me unconscious and naked.I looked at Nicola as she lay basked in the sensual light of the full moon and no longer saw my step-daughter, I saw a.