"Oh daddy. I would never sneak out. she said cheerily to him.She finished her water then walked quickly to him. She reached up around his strong neck ...nd gave him a big hug. His arms snaked around her and held her tightly. Then she noticed something strange. Was he smelling her hair? No. Silly she thought. He's still out of breath. Why in the world would her dad want to smell her hair. She almost giggled. Then tried to ignore the thought before she did giggle. Wouldn't want to confuse the poor. Douglas."Still a little wary, Sally nodded and helped with the clean up. Dixie got the children interested in one of the outdoor magazines in the cabin so Casey and Sally could talk."Sally the way I look at it, you've got two options here," Casey said. "You and the kids can go your own way. If that's what you decide, we'll give you gas for your truck and supplies to take with you. Or..." Or what?" Sally asked still concerned about Casey's use of the word proposition."Or you guys can stay here. “Kid, ask the bards, they do mail service and get touchy if anybody horns in on their job,” said one guard. “Oh, sorry, where can I find them then.” “Just across the street kid, now beat it.” She did.She crossed over the busy road and saw the place she needed to go. As she entered, she saw a lines at all the counters, all moving very slowly. She sagged, shrugged and approached one of the lower counters made for her race. Using the quill and paper supplied, she wrote a note and addressed it to. “Excellent choice. Now go sit back down,” she adds while using her heel to kick me towards my side of the room. “My big Dick Rambone; sixteen point seven inches of hard dick.” She sits back up and positions herself back in front of me. Instead of resting her feet on the edge of the couch, she puts bends her ankles behind her head. With her pussy fully exposed, she begins rubbing the tip of the sixteen inch monster up and down her lips. Judging by the size of her gaping hole compared to the.