"I closed my eyes, took another breath, opened them, and opened the door. In one one-hundredth of a second, I thought of a hundred things I wanted to ...ay to April.But I didn't say any of them.April was sitting against the wall in Ann's bed, wearing a t-shirt that obviously wasn't made for her, since it hugged her breasts too tightly and barely covered her navel. She had a blanket draped over her lap, and her bad ankle was resting on a pillow with what looked like an Ace bandage wrapped around. .She almost laughed. It was Granny Mim, the fisherwoman from the other side of the hollow. Her strange silhouette was due to the shawl over her head and the pack on her back. Whatever she was lugging it was big and cumbersome and it bent her double. Jess-Belle watched the fisherwoman amble off and counted two hundreds breaths from the last time she heard the old woman's steps, and when she was certain the coast was clear she came out again.She cocked her head after Granny Mim. What was that old. Then she took my entire nipple into her mouth and sucked it as hard as she could. "I hate you both." "Trust me, we know," Maura added, before she dropped down to her knees. She crawled right under me, let her fingers snatch the sides of my thong and she gently brought it down to my feet. "Oh, shaved pussy, just the way I love them," Maura moaned as I stepped out of it. My cherry leaked nonstop and I calmly brought my hands onto my face. I rubbed it all over. 'Oh, I have no idea if this good or. He pulled out and told me to turn around and lay on the bed, legs up, ass over the edge so daddy can look at his boys face while he fucks him. It’s my favorite position so I was in ecstasy. I love knowing he can see my facial expressions as well as my cock, to which at this point couldn’t get any harder, when he is fucking me. I’m all his. He started fucking me harder and faster and I was begging for more. “Harder daddy, punish me!” I exclaimed. “Look at your precum, you little boy slut, you.