“Yea, the captain gave me some.” I motioned to the front door. “Gotta get those inside.” “Well Mr. Williams, Looks like you’ve got it unde... control out here.” He finally headed toward the door. “The roads are pretty much impassable unless you got a convoy of National Guard trucks breaking the snow for ya,” he chuckled. “So I’d stay put if I were you.” He stepped out the front door and started tossing the boxes of rations inside. “We’ll come back out and check on ya in a few days.” The last box. "How 'bout you, Little Beaver? Sound arright to you?"I nodded. "Okay with me." I wasn't about to pose an argument of any kind.Uncle Johnny wheezed a little laugh. "I figured you'd say that."Aunt Frances said, "That's what we'll do, then. I'll get a car from Jimmy. Speedy can drive it to the Tremont." She looked at me, and waved her fork at me. "That way, you won't wreck my car. You can wreck *your* car!"Uncle Johnny smiled at her. "Whatever you say, Frances."The car Aunt Frances bought was a. But I couldn't ignore the fact that half the blame was my own. Was that why Mama had lectured me so often on being good? Had she known that I had a dark cave of evil inside me that would lead me astray?"Damn it, Shelly, don't be mad," Billy said after a while. "I didn't want to hurt you." Well you did!" I blurted. "I'm so humiliated and wicked feeling I wish I could crawl under a rock."He struggled the truck around a rocky piece of road and shifted gears. "That's the craziest thing I've ever. . better if the females get ready within a few seconds, just like guys do.“Oh, daddy, stick it in!” she said as he climbed up on top of her.He pressed against her feminine lips, which parted easily and let his cock into a tight, hot heaven.“Oh, that feels good!” he murmured.“Oh, amazing...”“Want to just do it a while? No need to finish soon?”“Oh, yeah. That sounds wonderful.”He pressed in and out, admiring his beautiful daughter’s body, enjoying the pleasure on her face with every surge up.