He turned his dick toward the hole and it was about 6 inches away and kept stroking it. I figured he was waiting for me to do something. I looked at t...e writing on the wall and most of it said things like “stick it in here” But I had remembering reading something. I looked at a story about a guy taking some guy up his butt- and there it was—“I saw this huge dick and had to have it, I tapped my finger on the hole and the guy stood and …” That was what I needed to do. So I took my index finger. Madhu akka neenu nam ammandu seerena hage hakond baa.Naanu appa na panche e hage pant mele sigiskondu bande.Madhu kooda amma na seerena avla skirt ge sikkiskondu melgade hakondidlu.Chinnu ondu towela avla skirt mele seere thara hakildu.Chinnu : ok ibru bandu elli kuthkali.Naanu manthra helthini thaali katti.Me : ok.Madhu thale thagsi nachkondlu.Chinnu : mangalyam thantu nanena mama jeevana hethuna … dan dan dann………. thali katti.Pepi peeepi peiiiiiiij.Nanu a sound alle a thalina avlige. Maybe play some cards, talk a little and relax.”“Oh ... OK,” Dad agreed. “I hoped we could spend more time together this week.”“We will Dad,” I said. “I promise.”Dad and I headed into the dining tent. I followed him through the serving line. Dad headed off in the opposite direction from where the St. Marks Lutheran kids were sitting. I gave my new friends a little shrug and followed Dad. I did need to spend a little time with him this week. To my surprise, Jordan ditched his friends and joined. ” I picked up my fork, sliced a sliver of cake, and slid it in my mouth. Insistent, Jon responded by pressing the flat of his palm into my vulva. He moved his hand back and forth; he fingered my vee and plucked my clit with more determination than ever. His movements seemed exaggerated. The linen appeared to conceal a hamster or mouse digging for sustenance. My hips instinctively began an uncontrollable grind against his motions. I propped my carriage upright to try to gain control. Wanting to.