Lorrie had all the updates on the property. “There were no liens recorded on either and the owner was listed as a Delaware corporation with a Washin...ton DC phone number that was in those reserved for government,” she said.“The property tax on the Montana site was twelve cents an acre, with the property description as ranch and range land. The property tax on the fifteen thousand acres of swamp and bayou was sixty thousand dollars. I guess crawdads, gators, muskrat, and water moccasins added. Pot makes me so... Horny. I hope you can take it... baby brother..." Betty smiled.I pulled her hips into my hard cock, " I could take you anytime."We smoked the joint and had more beer, before long we were grinding into to each and feeling the need to love each other real bad.Our arms hugged and caressed each other. My hands found their way to Betty's firm little ass, caressing it softly. While I gave her hips little pushes into my thick hard cock.I began kissing her sexy ears, giving her. As we were not reaching to any conclusion I denied the offer and kept the phone down. Feeling sad that I missed out on meeting the girl, I went behind going about my regular work in the house.4.30pm in the evening I got a call on my landline….as I picked up the phone and said hello I was again revisited to the same silken voice asking “Is it sam” (I am Sam,an average built,muscular at places that needed it.Though a little on the healthier side)I…I knew it was seema but pretending not knowing I. I had never done that before…not even as a teenager. Maybe that was the draw for me. Knowing that she had no idea that she was being watching could have excited me. Still, I felt like my excuses were pretty flimsy. In any case, it was all still very wrong. Fathers were not supposed to feel that way about their daughters…no matter what the reason was behind it. It was appalling to think about.After sitting in my chair for hours, I decided to get up and do something to take my mind off of.