Getting them to brush took a lot of patience and determination. It was like herding cats. In the end though, after a trip to the site of BoulderDeath ...nd a long speech about not kissing them anymore, they all caved in. Full basic hygiene had become the law of the GreatOne's Compound.This now leads me to talking about our latrine. Great. Retarded cavemen don't use latrines of any type, advanced cavemen do. Big deal. All that means is that some of the bastards will walk a few feet from where they. Way, hay, there she rises, Way, hay, there she rises, Way, hay, there she rises, Early in the morning. Put him in the longboat and make him bail her, Put him in the longboat and make him bail her, Put him in the longboat and make him bail her, Early in the morning.Way, hay, there she rises, Way, hay, there she rises, Way, hay, there she rises, Early in the morning. What will we do with a drunken sailor? What will we do with a drunken sailor? What will we do with a drunken sailor? Early in the. Her arms quickly went around my shoulders and we started to sway back and forth, our faces only inches apart. My pussy was starting to drip, and my nipples were aching as her blue eyes stared directly into mine. Jenna's lips were still parted, and she was flushed and sweating. Her nipples pushed against my dress through the flimsy material of hers, and I told myself to get away from her. But my body wasn't listening and my mind was racing. Christ, she was hotter than Becca, and I had no doubt. It was aching to be fondled and probed. She slid her hand down her panties and went straight for her clit."Oooh! Daddy! I'm sooooo wet!" she said in a naughty little voice."Let me see, Honey. I can't tell if your really wet or not." Joe told her.Jenny moved closer to her father and pulled her panties to her knees. She spread her legs slightly and Joe slid his hand up her thigh to her waiting cunt crack. He slid his finger up the slit to her precious little pleasure button, stroking it a few.