. Oh, Ken. I'm sorry. Dinna know that you were havin' guests." Fionna," smiled Ken, happy that it was Fionna and Cindy that hadn't known about the gue...ts. Fionna tended to stay mostly clothed, and Cindy was being careful because her dad (who was still sleeping off his poker game) was in the house. Any of the other women might have been unclothed. "You know Lenny and David. They're helping me out with some paperwork. This is Andrea, a contracts expert that they brought along." Ah, 'tis nice to. His reason quickly took over and pointed out that there were close to one hundred of them, and only one of him.He studied the area around the small village and spotted what looked like a good approach covered by more trees. Ledger never made it to the trees. The men on the road were watching for any travelers coming from that direction as well. Ledger felt sick at what he had to do. “I’m sorry, he whispered. “I can’t take them alone. I’ll try to find help for you,” he whispered. Moving back the. I lie next to her in a transcendent state. My soul has left my body and hangs above the room, watching the scene. Next to me, June touches herself. She starts to call herself a slut, a little whore, a filthy cunt, and then she cums as well. She rolls over and nestles against me, suckling on my breasts. More images of last night run through my mind: our first kiss. I lift her lips to mine and kiss her passionately. I see her desperation from last night to eat me out, her eagerness to serve. I. " Sure, sweetheart, then you can pump me."They looked shocked for a moment then burst out laughing. I reviewed what I had said and laughed with them."You naughty girls, you know what I mean." Daddy, I think that was what is known as a Freudian slip. Where you say what you REALLY want. Thats OK dad, anytime you need 'pumping' one of us will be happy to oblige."Oh my God, what were these two thinking.We put swimsuits on and tried out the surf-skis. A lot of fun and then we worked out how to fish.