"They tol' me who they thought I was, so who am I to argue with the sheriff – 's a good way to get shot, squabblin' with people carryin' guns."Béla...laughed. "That's because somebody looked up the name of the owner on record before they came out here. This place is registered to Belview Estates. Betty Belview, to be specific."They traveled back toward the cabin, Béla matching her pace to his shuffle."So, I imagine that would be you?" he asked, looking up from the rocky path for a moment. "They. I knew right then that it was only a matter of time before the Maillols moved in with us all. The way that Mrs. Maillol took his dick deeper with each stroke, going wild with delight as she received him, left no doubt as to the extent of her lust for Daddy.I definitely wanted them to have a long-term love affair, but then again, they had already agreed to one. The Maillols might be Catholic, but they were certainly not afraid to sin. I just hoped that Daddy knocked Sandrine up, as that would. I was able to raise the girl up and lower her onto my rock-hard dick, pre-lubed by her own saliva. “C’mon, Daddy. Give me what you want to give them!” she urged.We tumbled onto the couch, where she could spread wide and I could thrust hard into her luscious hole. She was small in my arms, but her beautiful titties bounced in front of me lewdly. “Oh, yeah,” I mumbled. “Mmmmm, ohh, what a hot little body, baby.”Ann suddenly was going wild. “Yeah, Daddy! Oh, yeah! Give me your cock! Give me your. I'm wondering whether they're horny all the time like I was when I was their age. It's a joke, really, something that every kid, at least every boy, discovers when he reaches puberty. You're hard all the time, it seems, even if you don't necessarily stay hard. Sitting on the school bus on the way to school can do it, if there are enough potholes and enough friction. Thank god most of us are beating off enough so that we don't come in our pants when that happens.I wonder if it feels to Stephanie.