She was going through a phase of making me check the wardrobe and under the bed for monsters . Milf sex . “But she was wrong wasn’t she daddy John. If I had some more rope I could anchor her back upright, but with the small bundles I had I would be spending time tying them together, I found myself looking at the door where the remains of Wendy’s bedspread hung. . I picked it up and started turning the pages, glancing through the stories and lost in my thoughts. However, the touch of lips on my ears, and the feeling of flesh on my arms. daddy! “No buts Tania, you are wearing that and that’s final!” I told her as I dropped her into her, padded, chair. I glanced outside the window to see two women getting into a car and driving away, I did not really take any notice of them. “You said that I had to wear this for dinner . “Oh daddy. I made a grab for her and managed to snag the camera; I
