I felt my head slide down and drop against her soaking hole; she must have too, because she let out an a****l groan that told me what she wanted me to...do. I pressed in slowly but steadily; I felt her body tense a little under me as I started to fill her, but she kept her arms and legs wrapped around me, moaning lustily in my ear. Her pussy was so warm and wet around my throbbing cock, I couldn’t contain myself for long. I started thrusting into her hard, pounding my cock into her wet pussy. She was snoring gently. I couldn't help taking in the sight of her little boobs, with the nipples showing through.I tried to keep watching TV, but I kept looking over at Beth. My cock was now rock hard. I watched until the credits, then I heard Beth snore louder. I looked over, and oh my God, her legs were spread wide, and I could clearly see her thick, dark, curly bush. She wasn't wearing knickers!My cock was throbbing so hard now. I didn't want to touch it yet, so I turned the TV off and. My father pulled my panties over to one side and began trying to work a finger into my tight cunt hole. I spread my legs to make it easier for him to get inside of me. He put his finger in his mouth and dampened it with his saliva. Then he tried to slip it in me again. I moaned as he slipped a finger inside of me. I spread my legs and tried to relax. I panted heavily as he slid his finger in and out of my tight pussy. "God I can't wait to get my cock in that tight hole," Daddy remarked. (1) As she walks through the park, her uniform has, once again, its usual intimidating effect on passers-by. She is able to walk alone, in peace, in this oasis from the bustle of the city; able to give herself an opportunity to reflect on the passing of time and the fragility of life.She should feel some form of gratitude, she tells herself. To be spared the decrepitude of old age, that slow, downwards descent into incapacity as bit by bit, her body surrenders to infirmity and decay. But how.