And Lexi, who will be sixteen next week. But I truly believe the agreement reined them in and helped them control their hormones. I had a very low opi...ion of my eldest because I was still carrying around judgmentalism from my upbringing. The slightest sign of sexuality meant she was a whore. But I got a real wake-up call last month.”“Did she really marry that Frost boy?” Ruth McCall asked.“They call it a handfasting. It has no legally binding meaning. But ... Oh, Ruth! When I saw my little girl. As they walked in, Louise slid the lock into place.Turning, she looked at Scott, a pure look of lust in her eyes, craving the touch of her body against his once again. Scott could feel the heat of her body coming off her, his own intensity matching hers. He slowly pressed his hand against her thigh, hesitant at first. Nervous. Unsure. As he reached beneath her skirt, she sighed, her soft skin tingling from the touch of his fingers.Louise pushed him back against the bathroom wall, making him. And yet you still ended up house-breaking for money, didn’t you?” Mac cupped underneath her buttock and squeezed hard, applying similar grappling pressure to her breast and pinching her nipple till she cried out. He eased the pressure with both hands until her breathing relaxed again. “Still, I shouldn’t complain. After all, I love a posh girl with a wet cunt – and your cunt is sopping right now, isn’t it?”She opened her mouth to respond, but managed no words. There was immense entertainment to. "My stomach tightened. Oh, Christ. "What about it?" I thought - " She sniffed, and looked up at me. "I thought you liked me." Of course I like you, Lucy, I love you." I mean in the other way, daddy. I thought - am I pretty, daddy?" Maybe this should wait until your mother gets home, sweetie," I said, trying to steer the conversation away from dangerous topics."So you mean I'm not pretty?" she cried out.I knelt by the couch and took her hands in mine. "You're beautiful, Lucy. You're amazing.".