He pulled back a bit, and thrust the second time. He managed to get about half of his dick inside of her. The third time he shoved almost made it, and...a fourth thrust was needed before he felt his gonads banging her ass. She was shaking VERY hard. "YES, YES, YES, YES!!! FUCK ME NOW!!! I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME!!!"He began to thrust into her and her ass began to sway in time with his rythm. He legs rose up above him and were spread wide, allowing him to go in until his balls slapped her ass. She. "Dad, let's spend some time together this weekend." I wiggled my bottom on his lap."I'd like that Alanna, just you and me." His hand was underneath the nighty, on my waist. I stood up, yawned and stretched. His eyes hovered between my legs. I looked over my shoulder as I walked away - he was looking at my bottom.I went back to my room, lay down on my bed, and waited for the sound of my dad's footsteps in the hall. When I heard him coming I called out."Dad, would you come in her for a moment?". ' Dear John DoeI hope this letter fines you in good health, I write to you with an important request; Im getting too old boy, my mind and body are getting weaker every day and I can feel my edge growing duller. Therefore I need you John, to maintain my estate, I beg that you agree. Do not fear Dear John, my maid Felicia has remained to help you every step of the way and I have left you more than enough money to handle your every need. I imagine by the time you've received this letter, i would. . Yet another person had noticed Jenny's desperation, namely Spencer Pipp-Thompson, a local man. He had been standing outside the shop and peered into it for the last half hour. He was halfway hidden beside the shop's display window. He had a clear view of the area that Jenny occupied behind the counter. "There, Jenny bends down and grabs the waste paper basket!" Pipp-Thompson observed, "She has been desperate for the toilet a long time now — only a single thought in her head now, ha, ha! She's.