It used to be a farm, however the previous owner could no longer manage it and so he sold it to Stephen, who’d bought it at a relatively cheap price. Stephen who teen had no interest in farming, but liked the idea of a quiet, country house with no neighbours nearby, then sold the fields to the surrounding farmers. “Wow, nice place.” Jennie said amazed at the size of the house, it was much larger than she had expected. It was three storeys tall, with a large garden surrounded by a high hedge to give Stephen some privacy from the animals around. “I’m glad you Hardcore like it.” Stephen said as he pulled into the driveway and stopped the car. They got out and Stephen let them in. “Well, welcome pussy to your new home, I’ll give you a quick tour of the house and then you can get changed before dinner. I took the liberty of buying some clothes for you, I hope they fit.” Stephen said. He then showed Jennie the lounge, the kitchen and then upstairs to the bathroom and the guest bedroom where Stephen had laid out a selection of clothes, for Jennie to try on. “Anyway I’ll leave you to skinny it, come down and join me in the kitchen when you’re ready.” Jennie surveyed the clothes on the bed, and picked out a nice looking black dress, she undressed out of her jeans and t-shirt and slipped it on. It was a good fit, the dress hugged her curves well, it had straps over the shoulders which tapered down to a point at her cleavage, there was enough showing to make it sexy, but Daddy not too much to make her look like a slut. The same was true for the legs, the dress was short, showing off most of Jennie’s pins, but it did not give the impression, that she was gagging for it (although she was). She admired herself in the mirror for a few seconds before making her way downstairs to the kitchen. Jennie entered the kitchen to find the table laid out in a very romantic way, there were candles, on the side and on the table. Stephen was also standing there with two glasses of champagne. “Wow!” Jennie said, “Did tight you do all this?” “Yes, to celebrate your arrival at this house.” Sometimes, all you need to know if it is true love, is just one kiss. He churned my pussy up to a hot froth, my teen juices gushing out of me as my climaxes rolled from one to the nest. “You’ve done well,” she said to him. “No, you didn’t do wrong, you did what I thought was impossible, but I loved pussy it, tight every bloody inch of it.” He fitted it on me. It stretched my mouth Daddy wider than I was used to. They must have taken two dozen pictures before I asked skinny them to stop. Hardcore Calm down and think! Moans echoed through the store. The sister rapidly peaked with her second climax, a series of convulsions that shook her, him and the bed. Day 6 Amy was learning how to share Emily's shit.