"Okay, I could go for a nap."Despite being tired enough to take a nap like she said she was. Sam couldn't fall asl*ep. She was talking to Freddie only...to look over and see that he had fallen asl*ep."You're a lot of help." She said to the sl*eping Freddie.Sam had been asking him about what he thinks she should do for the next semester at USC. Sam never was a studious person and although she did well the last semester, Freddie and Carly both had helped her out a lot and her classes were easy, at. Her cunt was sticky and heady; her cunt-juices tingled on his tongue. He lapped at them gently, flicked his tongue delicately around her cunt-lips, and darted around her gorged clitoris. Her hips writhed and bucked. He moved his tongue up and down her slit, twisting it this way and that, curving it to a sharp point and jabbed it in and out of her cunt-flesh. Sheela pulled her cunt-lips wide open.“Yes … c’mon … do it … lick me, Rohith Darling … lick my slit … come on …. yes … ohhhh yes … there …. "Damn, slut. You're almost as stacked as your momma. I need to see you naked. I need to see how purtee my daughter is." Yes, father," I giggled, sitting up and eagerly pulling off my nightgown and throwing it to grass around my bed.He squeezed one of my breasts. "Just perfect titties. Umm, I got to fuck 'em." You can do that?" I gasped. Mother never mentioned that in all her talks."Sure as hell I can," he grinned. "I'm gonna enjoy my slutty daughter's sweater puppies."He straddled my stomach,. It would never do for his wife to find any trace of his time here upon his person or his clothing. So he used the shower here, kept clothing in the modern bathroom to change into when necessary. He never worried about her coming down here. He had brought her down here himself before he had done any of the back breaking work. Had brought her down the rickety steps and taken her into the damp, dark cave full of cold stale air and creepy, squirming bugs. She'd lasted all of two minutes before.