.Louise lunged forward and slapped her again.“ take of your knickers cunt” she said as she sat back into her seat.Michelle struggled to remove her...knickers from under her skirt, wriggling about as she pulled them down of her arse and over her thighs, once past her knees she had no trouble removing them the rest of the way, she sat back straight into her seat and held her knickers in her hand bunched up.Louise told her to pass them over to me, I took them and felt the nice soft satin in my. Maggie glanced at me and I shook my head in answer to her unspoken question. ‘I don’t think that he has sent in an application…?’ She started to say. ‘No, I don’t reckon he would.’ Jack interrupted. ‘Not his way, but he was waiting at the gate when I got in a seven-thirty, and he comes with my recommendation, if you want references, and you would be total idiots not to see him.’ ‘Is he that good?’ Maggie asked. ‘Yes, I reckon he is!’ Jack responded. ‘He is a good all round gardener and. I know how much you are loving it as it spasms almost continuously. I keep your ass cheeks spread apart as I continue to eat and feast on your tight dark brown asshole.My cock a raging mast of desire. A small pool of my precum forming on the hard wooden floor between your spread legs as I feast.I keep at it for what feels like hours, but in reality would only be 15 minutes. My face a sweaty mess from my saliva and the heat between your cheeks as I finally pull my face back and away from between. My lip curled in disgust. “You're just pathetic. She's your daughter!”“I am pathetic,” he groaned.My lusts swelled. I knelt behind my daughter, my fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties. I had to show him what he could never touch. I ripped them down, my head pressed against her right side, staring at him past her. His eyes were locked on her innocence.My daughter gasped as her panties rolled own her thighs and then fell past her knees. I let go of them and rose. She stepped out of.