With a spring in her step, Emma hopped along the cobbled street and up the three steps into the Sailor’s Arms. She spoke briefly to Sarah, the barma...d and owner before ordering a pint of lager. A wry smile crept across her face as the clock on the wall indicated that it was eleven thirty. Picking up her pint she headed through an archway for ‘the snug’, passing the elderly gentleman in the chair with a half pint of Guinness and looking out of the window as if not seeing anything at all. Emma. ..not trying to fuck you, not trying to stroke into you...just letting your pucker reverse it's stretch. my fingers still clamped into your flesh, my thumbs hauling your butt so wide apart you wonder if the crease of your arse might not be tearing (too?... we'll see...) and now i start rocking my hips... slowly....just back and forth and inch or two....not even fucking you, per se....your cunt is dripping...you don't even get the sense that i using you for a full-length stroke. i am just. She then said that I told him to sleep there as I was waked up for preparing lunch. Then they both smiled each other. After eating they were having drinks and then talking adult jokes and laughing on the same. Then she slept in her room and we in our. I thought that there is something suspicious I pretended to be asleep . Then my father woke up and moved out of the room. After sometime I followed him . What I say I can't believe I saw my father's cock in my massi's mouth. She was licking his. She grabbed my coat and pulled me in, sucking on my lips and tongue. She moaned and our lips vibrated. I got back to my feet and she dropped back onto her back on the bed, pulling the covers up. "Mmmm have a good day honey." she whispered while cuddling up to daddy and she drifted back off. I wanted to stay with them. Chris's grumpy face reminded me we had to go to school and the two of us set out into the early morning mist.It wasn't that far of a walk to school but it was cold n wet in.