Tony desperately wanted to fondle those lovely breasts, so he pushed her gently upwards into the sitting position. He took one breast in each hand squ...ezing them gently, as she impatiently pushed his hands away. It was all too much for Susanne as her hips began to move frantically, her groans of contentment, filling the night air. Bringing them both to orgasm. She flopped down on top of him, as Tony reaching up wrapped his arms tightly round her, kissing her, and slowly running his hands over. “Alright princess, stay relaxed for Daddy and take my cock, baby,” you moan, as my sphincter stretches to fit your cock head in my butt. I hear you spit, feeling it drip down my ass onto your cock, and a feel another inch or two working your way inside me. My hand doesn’t stop frigging my clit, fingers dipping into my pussy now and then, or sometimes even reaching back further to feel the juncture of your dick in my ass. “Oh Daddy, that’s it…fill me up with your big dick, fuck your princess,. After your grandmother died, and I was really alone, I took a long look at my life and just what I had accomplished. Financially, I had done well, but in my personal life, I was worthless. I had driven your mother away with my obsession to my work as well as her brother. The rift between me and your uncle may never be bridged, but I am forever grateful that your mom could forgive me and let me back in her life."Before he had finished speaking, Heather had got up from the sofa and came over and. Her two sons, Patrick and Spike, looked up hopefully from where they sat slumped over the kitchen table. It was early morning, an hour before dawn. They had been awake all night. Ever since Katrina Outhwaite had escaped from the room with the big brass bed, they had been frantically searching the roads north and south of the Butcher's pig-farm, without success."That was the, Sheriff Bud Jansen," she said. "The kid made it to the outskirts of Butchersville. She fell into his arms. She told him.