“Inside then!” he ordered. Oh my God! He wasn’t joking. I soon found myself bent over the magazine table in his salon room. A pile of football ...nd girlie mags fell to the floor. I felt his hot breath behind me as his hands made for my belt buckle. He must have done this before as he released the belt like an expert, undid the button and zip and yanked my trousers right down. “Actually, you’re far too low there. Let’s have you over the arm of the barber’s chair instead.” I waddled over with. Then Ill do all the work, I promised, rolling us both over until I was on her back straddling her legs with my cock stretching her tight asshole. With each thrust she grunted in pleasure and pain. She reached her hands out wide and gripped big handfuls of our sheets. I kept her legs pinned together as I slowly shoved my cock deep into her backside. The mixture of her natural lubricants and my buckets of cum made her an easy entry. I put my full weight on her and reached around to her milk. When he came back over to me, he said, “A few showed me their passports to prove to me that they were from the U.S. I don’t understand you could teach a group of students to speak three languages better than I do myself, and I’ve lived here all my life.”I reached out to have April come over. I taught everyone on the trip some fairy tales and songs specific to each country we planned to visit. I had her singing one of the most common ones for this area in Basque. Some of the other younger. “Daddy, there’s someone that I want you to meet, but it’s kind of unusual. Can you come over to the O’Dell house and quickly? The sooner the better, Daddy. Trust me on this! I love you! You’ll see how much in a little bit when you meet him! Trust me, Daddy! You’ll be so happy that you won’t know what to do with yourself. If you can get here before noon, that would be best, please,” Celeste urged her father, who was intrigued and mentally decided to do it ... his baby girl would never do him.