Wendy’s truly lovely, with her delicate elfin features. I ... really like her ... a lot. I suppose I always have since seeing her all the time in sc...ool; but never made my feelings known to her, of course. She’s from the posher side of our little town up the rise, while I live in the old Mineworkers’ tenements down below. Wendy’s father is the Workshops’ Foreman, while mine’s an ore and coal miner. Wendy and me are not exactly poles apart, we just live east and west of the same pole.Wendy’s. “Daddy, I wanted you to touch me.”“No baby, that was just because I had been playing with you before you woke up”, I tried to explain while attempting to will my growing hard on away.“No Daddy”, she began with the same exasperated look her mother used to get when I was being hardheaded. “I was awake the whole time, and every time that you’ve come into my room.”I couldn’t believe my ears; she’s known the whole time! She ground her hot little pussy against my shaft and continued, “I’ve been. I also told the main group that opposed me that tourism would likely go up just do to the proximity of the resort to the town. I made it equally clear that if they didn’t curb their resistance to my resort that I could and would build a hub closer to the resort and truck all of my supplies in and make a gift shop/store and restaurant so that any tourists would use my facilities rather than go into their town and frequent their businesses. I had an open house day before the grand opening for the. His sperm tasted fantastic, like vanilla pudding. I told him I loved the taste of his cum and asked if he had been eating a lot of sweets. He laughed, kisssed me deeply putting his tongue into my mouth, then left. Now Mr. Twenty-Something had moved from sucking my cock to licking my balls and finally giving me a delightful rim job, sticking his tongue deep into my ass pussy. After about five minutes he left after thanking me. Oh what a night.Next I went out to the smoking area, to cool off.