Exhausted my wife eased herself flat onto the grass.Daisy asked my wife if she was still interested in helping her to keep the animals sexually satisf...ed until after her child was born. My wife said that she was. Daisy then told her to get up and walk with her to the barn. There she introduced my wife to her pony. It was cute and much smaller than a horse but it was still much larger than her Saint Bernard too.Daisy talked to the pony, she let him smell her pussy, and then she started stroking. "It's been a riot,"he said. I had to admire the skill with which he avoided the issue.We talked a bit more before hanging up, and at the end of theconversation I was pretty well convinced that he was being honest abouthow busy he was, and that there was no hint of an unwelcome encounterwith Daniella. Not that that was necessarily my main concern: myjealousy was to some extent feigned; my main objective was to test hisboundaries. And on this at least I was satisfied. He was following. I think to myself how fun it will be to post some nude photos of her on her myspace page so all the kids in her school will know what a naughty little slut my daughter is.Her young, pert breasts were more lovely then I had imagined them to be. I spent some time playing with my daughter's nipples, pinching them between my fingers, making them extremely hard. I then go back to removing her clothes, snapping pictures of my young slut as I do. She now lays before me on my bed, with only her. "Well, son, I guess we never thought about you dating," said Tom."You've been so busy with your studies and working and involved with Patti and her team mates... I suppose we've sort of assumed you had a relationship already," added Rita."Come on, Mom," I said. "I'm not asking for permission to do anything wild or to go to parties, it's just that every once in a while Wendy and I would like to see a movie and for some inexplicable reason, I just want Patrick to be there with us."An expression I.