"How long has this been going on?" I asked."Two weeks," Tammy saidWell, I responded "at least till today you were discrete, and if I did not need to p...e this morning so early I wouldn't have known about it now. I'm not sure I like knowing about it now."We went together to Mom's room, where Dad was kissing her forehead and caressing her hair, comforting her as she was softly crying.When we entered, she wiped her tears and started talking softly. "I only hope, Dave, that you ARE old enough to. The one place has an exceptional view of the lake and vineyards from the back deck where we have lunch often as we did today. This conversation is getting long today as we go through and finalize the plans yet again, but it brings a smile to their faces, so be it. Amazing how she turns from this sweet always pleasant girl into a mouthy smart ass with her wine. I usually know when it is time to go, so I have slowed down my intake of fermented g**** juice. I excuse myself to use the restroom. “I’m out here hon!” Robert had laid out everything that he would need beside the poolside, and now a drop cloth, paint can, a stirring stick, as well a few of his choice brushes were out and ready to do business. He had really dismissed any thoughts that had taken him down an uncomfortable dark alley of his own mind. Certainly the idea of his daughter sexually was unacceptable for him, and he was determined to squash those flights of imagination before they could get going; after all how could. We also stretch her inner pussy lips out and hold them by hooking the pussy rings on small nails along the edge of each board. Tom stretches Anna's clit straight up, using twine to secure it and then puts the paintball table 20 feet away from the center of her pussy. "Mom, please pummel my pussy and clit with 69 paintballs, making it beg for the quick death it will not get." I pound my daughter's clit and stretched pussy lips with 69 paintballs, shocked at how much I love making my.