I could see the path she was taking, but I was also examining the fabric of the house, so I was much slower than her.I heard her though when she screa...ed. "Oh my gawd! Daniel you just have to see this." I had once told her that she could call me Daniel. After all we worked in close proximity, however with feminine obstinacy she usually called me Boss or dirty old man only occasionally using my name. I worked my way round to where she was and saw the reason for her surprise. The veranda had. Daddy didn't seem to mind. He broke away from kissing my mouth and he lowered his face to my tits. He was soon licking and biting my small nips. God, did that seem so good. It was sending chills down to my pussy.Daddy managed to work my pants off and he almost tore my panties free. "I want you bad Hannah," he said to me.I wanted Daddy as well. I needed him to make me into a real woman. That is just what he did. Once we were both naked my father stood up from the bed. There was his large cock. I grabbed her n pulled her on sofa n started sucking her firm boobs n light brown nipples which always attracted me. She was moaning aahhhh ….Jeet suck it harder or I will die. I put one of my hand on her pink pussy n played with her clitoris her moaning increased she spread her legs full to give me better access to her hot wet cunt.Then I move down to her pussy n started to give it a hard lick she gone mad n cum on my face now she looked happy n relaxed that beauty was sleeping nude on sofa my. I was strong and tough, with lean muscles and calloused feet. It was cold, of course, and some days I couldn't stay out as long as I'd have liked, mostly because my Master would keep a sharp eye on me and call me reluctantly inside. And then I'd warm myself in the fur of my brothers, pressing my feet and hands against their bellies, pressing my red nose and cheeks between their thighs. They didn't complain over this rough treatment, but welcomed me and they'd lick and nuzzle my body until we.