She was really adamant. If I told her no, she would make my life hell; if I told her yes, we'd find out very early on if maybe she would be happier wi...h someone else. I elected to go with the latter, so she went out with her old boyfriend. She didn't call it a date, but what else would you call it? You know, as I look back on that time now, with the benefit of so much hindsight I can see other ways that I could've handled it better. And it literally makes me tremble at the memory. I'm not sure. When she was finished, she zipped up the bag, leaving only my head exposed. The rubber was form fitting, tight against my skin. I could feel her piss sloshing around with me in the bag. She opened a small pocket in the front and pulled out my hard cock. ‘You’ve been such a good boy today that I’m going to give you a reward before I leave you.’ She opened an unlubricated condom and rolled it down over my shaft. Then she straddled me and slipped my hard cock into her pussy. She. Before she heads for the other children I ask what she wants to eat and she says in a loud firm voice "PIZZA" and then runs off to hold court over those less fortunate and who lack her beauty and royal bearing.It breaks my heart to see and hear her, but obviously things are not as well as the Little Princess pretends them to be. We will let her have her fun.All this time the mother says nothing. She is in some type of shock and I don't touch her and I don't want to intrude but she needs. She’s black with a small white star on her forehead. A double horse trailer was also included. “No, Daddy, I hope you know what you’re doing, giving all of that to her. I know she’s a responsible girl, but don’t you think you’re giving her too much? She still has a lot of schooling left ahead of her.” “No, I don’t. I know how she’s been doing and I think she’ll be just fine. I’ve also been thinking about this summer, Jane. What say to the two of you come to the ranch for the summer. I know you.