I want ever inch up my ass. Shove that fat cock up my ass!” her wish was my command. I pushed forth until I was buried, ball deep, up Brittany’s a...s. It was euphoric as I slowly pumped my length in and out, slowly building in speed and intensity.“Oh yes Daddy! Take my ass! **** my slutty fucking asshole Daddy!” again she was screaming and again it had the desired effect. To say that it was intense would be a gross understatement. I soon found myself slamming up into her with no regard.“Daddy’s. Wo boli kyu ni krni? Maine kaha k aise hi. Koi ldki dekh rkhi ho toh wo bata do mai bola k nhi maine koi ldki ni dekh rakhiFir unhone puchh k bata do kaisi pasand hai tumhe? Mere se nikal gya k aap jaisi ho bilkul dikhne me.Wo thoda hansi fir kuch der tak koi baat ni hui.Mujhe thodi sharm aayi aur thoda darr gya toh turant bahar as gya. Maine socha pta ni kya sochegi wo.Agle din mai kareeb dophar me unke ghar gya toh wo boli are rajeev us kamre me table pe kuch kapde pade hain wo utha k de do. Again, she had to submit to my demands. After all I was the Dom in our relationship.’ Helen raised a smile. Then she took a black diary from the side of her, hidden between the arm of the chair and her thigh. She threw it onto the floor and instantly David recognised it. ‘Where did you get that from?’ he asked. ‘That is a very private diary.’ ‘I found it this morning on your desk. You left it out. You must have forgotten about it.’ ‘Umm… yes, I think I did.’ ‘Do you always write what you do to. In a picture in Amy's room she toldher, "The bracelet and necklace with her name etched in them, those weregifts from Trina and myself. The rest her mother claimed was bought by herfor the pageants. Only a couple are Felicia's, the rest are actuallyAmy's."Gabby grinned with delight. Kennedy and Mark wisely kept quiet whilelistening to the story. Mark already had a good idea about what washappening behind the scenes and knew to let the others handle it, Valeriewas going to get what was Amy's and.