How delightful and heady. Her scent was coming forth as well, adding more to the pleasure of eating my little girl. “Oh, Daddy,” she moaned and ra... her fingers through my hair and gently held my head in place as I enjoyed my feast. I looked up into her eyes and said, “You taste so wonderful, Baby Girl. I can’t believe you’re here for an entire week with me.” I really couldn’t believe she wanted to be here with me instead of partying with kids her own age. My great fortune, I thought. I started. "Roberta raised her hand, "Amelia, have you come up with any ideas on how we can get out of here?" Not yet, dear. I was hoping that this was all a dream. Now I see that we're going to have to find a way back ourselves. We'll get together later and work on possible solutions. Right now, we must get going so we're not late for breakfast. Everybody ready?"We all looked each other over, to see if anything was out of place, then we left to find our way to the dining room. Betsy had given me. . and her man would never know what happened.. It was all too much so she began to cry. He raises his head and allows gravity to aid in finishing her journey down his throat. It was a horrid site as he reopened his mouth, giving a good view of her small feet being pulled in with each swallow. With a final gulp, her toes slipped from view, beginning the arduous trip to his roomier stomach.It seemed, even after claiming her, he wasn't through tormenting her. She couldn't help but purse her lips. “He’s not hurting her,” I said. “They’re doing it.” “Really? You think they’re having sex?” She sounded unbelieving. Julie’s not a screamer and apparently she never heard one before. I had, but I didn’t want to get into that with her. She’s actually very ladylike in bed. She grunts politely and manages some rapid breathing and quiet moaning when she came. I probably made more noise. “Yeah. They’re having sex,” I said, wishing they were having it with the lights on and the shades up. But you.