I stammered, not knowing what to say. This was wrong. I couldn't fuck the preacher's daughter. Instead of stopping her, though, I knelt and slid a fin...er inside her. Discovering the tight damp hole made me unable to suppress a groan. She moaned softly. “That feels good, Brad. Take me home and fuck me hard.” That was all the encouragement that I needed. I took her hand, got into my car, and we drove off. The entire way there, I tried to focus on the road as she played with herself. The sound of. The earthiness of it made her feel oddly sensual, and she paused for a moment to revel in the feel of the morning, with the cool dew and the warm sun on her bare arms and neck. She took a few deep breaths, wishing she could simply sit and enjoy the solitude, but her employer's breakfast could not be late, and there was still laundry to be started. The early morning chill of the kitchen was cut somewhat by the small fire burning cheerfully in the grate, and Marie began to feed it in preparation. More

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