‘C’mon daddy, we need to get going,’ she said at last. Tom was able to resume walking after a few seconds. They got back to the house where he r...n her a bath, which they accomplished in a businesslike manner. As her was drying her off, she demanded: ‘Sing the song, Daddy.’ ‘That’s my daughterin the water. . .’ *********** Five years earlier in Seville Hills, MO, the nearest sizable town to Carefree Cove, on an August day at the local grocery store. Another sultry day that soaked clothes in. I reported for work on opening day and we met with the woman who'd hired us. There were going to be two of us working at a time, one on each side of Santa, alternating in escorting kids up to see the big guy. We would work for two hours, then have an hour break, and then work another two hours. The partner on my first shift was a girl name Jane, a plain-looking plump little thing who I found out had a mom who worked in one of the mall's stores. Santa was some older guy who actually had a real. It was a land indeed forbidden to most mortal men, uninviting and hostile as far as he could tell until now. But the Path was there as a clear sign of God's design, a Path for the true believers, a Path for those that came with holy fire burning in their heart seeking God. A divine purpose guided such men deeper into a land that would normally kill one easily; be it of hunger, thirst or pure exhaustion.Distance lacked meaning in the Land of God, a land which almost defied logic in its flatness. The old girl began to imagine it spurting all over her face, into her gray short curly hair, on her hard wrinkled nipples, in her gray curly cunt hair, on her round soft wrinkled ass. Her own pleasure was fast approaching but she was aware that it could not be reached without Sam's.Though she had been married to the man for two thirds of her life, devoted in all ways that she could have imagined at the time to her husband - her bond with him now was stronger and... foreign.The hard muscle in.
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