"I nodded and he went on."Clem is only fifty-one, but he had a stroke last fall and he's not going to be able to farm any more. His kids have all move... away and he told me last month he was planning to sell his place. I think we should buy it." If we bought Ferguson's place, and we included all three farms together, we'd have around 1900 acres to play with. Figuring even $150 per head profit and raising 450 head per year, we'd be able to clear $67,500 per year on beef cattle alone. We should be. . ooohhh, yeah! That's it!"Janie began lapping prick as instructed. Her tongue swirled around the underside of his cock from root to knob. When she got to the head, she licked underneath it. Her tongue sensuously swabbed the super-sensitive spot underneath her father's prick head."Now, baby ... lick the sides and top, too. Wet the head good!"Quickly, the young girl did as she was told. Her tongue raced up and down one side, then moved to the other. When it, too, was gleaming with wetness, she. He sucks on my nipples and each time he bites, I moan loudly. He kisses down to my belly button, sticks his tongue inside, and slowly he goes lower, lower, I feel his hair tickle the apex of my thighs. He blows softly on my sex and a shiver runs through me. Then his lips are on me, he groans deep in his throat. I arch my back as I try to control my breathing. His hand glides up my thighs and next I know he has a finger in me. “You’re so fucking wet, I love it.” I feel myself tightening. He. ” I whispered. “So much.”“I love you too.” She replied, looking into my eyes and planting another kiss on me. The faint taste of cum still on her lips. After, she looked back to the toy she was holding. “So you like your present?” She asked.“Oh god yea!” I replied.“Good. I’m glad.” She said. “You know… actually… there’s another way to use this thing.”“How’s that?” I asked.“Well… you hold it. Instead of me.” She answered.Confused for a short moment, I realized she meant that I could put the.