You like trash talk..?” Sneha whispered.Me: “Ohh yess.. abusive and rough fuck!”Sneha seemed to be pleased to hear that “Good to know”Me:”...38 inches I suppose” staring at her boobsSneha: “Yup..”Me: “Doesn’t looks like your hubby can do that alone”Sneha smiled naughtily “Haha…Don’t try to act smart. What you mean?”I smiled at her..we both knew what I meantMe: ‘You know..you look like those Latina women..in porn movies…those women in gangbang stuff”Sneha: “Shitt! you think of me that way!. And she said that Harv’s going to a couple of conventions and she’s staying here to spend time with you,” I said.“I like that idea.” She sighed theatrically. “Although I hate to be gone so long. Haley will be soooo bored...”Haley slid closer beside me. Deena has no trouble with physical affection, hugs and kisses, herself, but she knows that between me and Haley things go a lot further than father and daughter. In front of Deena, Haley and I hug, and our kisses have a lingering quality that. Then suddenly he shoved two fingers deep into her sopping pussy and started slamming them into her until she was about to come. Then back to slapping her ass. Soon the pain in her ass and pleasure in her pussy began to run together so that her mind could not separate the endorphins from one versus the other.Before she could actually orgasm, he stopped. “Oh, you are going to make a great pain slut. I can tell for sure,” he commented as he gave her ass one more hard slap.He released the ropes. I was on high alert because I had weed curing in the chicken house barn. I also had some growing in the field and in the greenhouse. No I didn’t want the cops checking the place out.Shit I slept poorly the rest of the night. I ran the farm on the principles of slight of hand. The old now you see it now you don’t. I was not prepared for midnight visitors. My first guess was that the truck belonged to Amos, or one of his henchmen. There was no way Amos could know what I had in mind unless June.