...clean.....er...? Do I have to sir? I mean, I could use a cloth or even my dress.....please?" "Quick before I get mad and you get a punishment." Yes... sir."She got down on her knees and lowered her head, then lifted it again, looking at me pleadingly, "Please sir, don't make me do it. It feels so dirty!" "That's good for you, because you are a dirty slut."I put my right elbow on the bar, leaning back on it, and put my right foot on her mouth, my big toe on her soft luscious lips. "Lick it"She. Daddy would be home soon. It was Friday, our day. I was eager to feel his mouth on my breasts, his fingers in my ass and then his big cock tearing me open and making me scream in whatever hole he wanted.I heard the car and trotted down the stairs, letting my jugs bobble freely, bouncing up and down, flapping the hem of my raggedy shirt about and exciting my nipples. I waited in the kitchen, barefoot, feeling my vagina quivering, eager to mate, to serve, to be filled. Most Fridays Daddy took a. .Ak sal bad decembr ka month tha thand bi achi khasi te or anni or richer hmry ghar ayy or hmy apni anniversary pr invite kiya to ham ny kha zaror ayn gay lakin phr agy hi din mujy company ka kam s yak week ka liya dosry city jana par gaya to ma ny anni ko excuse kiya or kha ka rani zaror ay ge or ma subha hi nikal gaya dophr ma anni ai rani sy milny to rani ny us sy pocha ka anni tmy kya gift chaiya apni anniversary pr to us phly to anni ny kha kuch ni baby bs tm ajana phr kuch dair bad anni. After my Mom saw us kissing at my Dad's funeral, she told me to take Carrie back to the hotel. When we got there, we kissed again and began to take off our clothes. I saw her naked body and I was charmed by it. "You look beautiful naked, Carrie," I said and she blushed. Sticking out her tongue she said, "Thank you my dear Jonathan and you are quite the hunk!" I laughed, kissed her again and pulled her closer to me. In the bed, I pulled her legs around my torso and pushed my cock in her pussy.