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Jane sends out Katy out to peel the vegetables for tea and Katy as constantly, desirous of my business, drags me along. The veggies are rapidly prepared and set to roast in the juices of the beef currently cooking. Tossing another number of pieces of wood in the firebox, we return to the living room.

Taking a seat, James and I are quickly deep in a conversation about computer systems, Jane reads a book by the light of a hurricane lamp and Katy is keeping my side warm, hugging my hand to her, laying with her ear pushed to my chest listening to my heartbeat and the rumble as I talk.

A little over an hour later on dinner is ready and we sit down in the cooking area to a scrumptious meal. Desert is tinned fruit and ice cream, rapidly finishing her own, Katy is quickly poaching the fruit from my plate, and a scuffle takes place.

” Well, it looks like I’ve found tonight’s dishwashing machines,” Jane observes.

Katy sighs significantly and pouts at her mother.

Soon after, dessert ended up, Jane gets up and tosses a tea towel in my direction. “We’ll have a cup of tea in the lounge when you are finished.”

Katy begins in on the meals, as the sink fills Katy gets that look on her face which I have discovered to associate with devilry and I discover myself with a face complete of suds. Undaunted Katy scoops up another handful of flicks and suds them in my face, another fracture, this one simply licking her where her pants are tightest.

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Suddenly her hands are free and collecting another cup of water she clears it over my head.

” The mop’s next to the refrigerator,” Jane’s voice interjects from the other room.

” Oops!” Katy laughs.

Rapidly we wash the meals and put them away. Then taking the mop I clean up the water from the floor while Katy pours water from the kettle boiling on the back of the stove over teabags. After completing the drinks we bring 2 each into the lounge and distributing them take our seats.

” The cooking area tidy?” asks Jane.

Katy giggles and I respond, “Yes, though I’m a little damp.” while casting an accusing look in Katy’s instructions.

” Well, you should not combat in the kitchen.”

” She started it.” I implicate.

” So, did you need to try and complete it?” Jane asks. “Who won anyway?”

” She did,” I admit sheepishly.

We finish our drinks and Jane leaves the room when she returns she hands Katy a set of sheets, and a pillowcase and states, “Go and alter the sheets on Jimmy’s bed.”

Jane tries to say that it’s no problem, however I insist. By now the rain has stopped but we can hear water rushing in the normally dry creek bed that runs through the plot between the O’Conner’s and my uncle’s place, Katy tells me that it will not be down before early morning.

Looking at where I’m to sleep I see that even here the inequality prevails, Jimmy has the double bed at the back of the van with a privacy drape and Katy is stuck with sleeping on a fold-down bunk at the front next to the door. Katy curls up into a laughing ball trying to avoid my hands, I then run my hands over her arse and cup the soft mound between her legs, as my fingers push up into her vulva her body snaps straight and traps my hand in between her thighs, I wiggle my fingers against her precious little slit for a couple of second, feeling her juices moisten the sheet.

As her breathing accelerates I pull my hand totally free and say, “Come on get out of there, we’ve got to get this bed made if you desire to watch Happy Days.” Katy quickly scrambles out and assists me to align the sheet, she starts to tuck her side in and as she gets to the head end stops briefly and reaches even more under the mattress.

” What’s this?” she pulls a publication and asks without a cover from under the bed mattress and opens it, she looks then blushes and begins to giggle.

I move round to where Katy is flipping through the pages and look over her shoulder. I slip the magazine back under the mattress and we finish making the bed.

We return to your house and Jane observes, “It took you enough time.”

” Yeah, she was about as valuable as a kitty when you’re trying to sort balls of wool. I would have been better off alone.” We then take our places on the couch and calm down to watch Happy Days on the TV, which is running off a cars and truck battery.

After the show, Jane sends Katy off to have a shower and James and I talk computer systems. Fifteen minutes later on Katy pads approximately the doorway with a towel about her shoulders and asks some inane and meaningless question while allowing the towel to open in front, exposing her plump little pussy.

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” GO and put some clothing on this instantaneous girl,” orders Jane with a smile. Katy turns pushes her half-concealed bottom out at us and wiggles it backward and forward prior to sashaying back to the restroom.

James just chuckles and rummages in a cabinet under the bookshelves, pulling out a photo album he scans it to a specific page then hands it to me stating, “She’s always been a little exhibitionist, I took these in 2015 prior to we moved here.”

Taking a look at the album I see a image series of Katy attempting to do a cartwheel on the front yard of their old house, initially, there is Katy looking much like any other little woman in a short yellow summertime frock, next she is bending over and her gown is brought up until it barely conceals her crotch, the third programs her with her dres’ half inside out concealing her face and absolutely nothing else, the forth has her sitting down with her legs apart, a pained/surprised search her face her dress still above her waist and all her beauties on display. In the last, she has actually undoubtedly just completed reorganizing her gown and on her face is an expression consisting of a mixture of shame (more for muffing her show, than revealing her muff) and a wicked smile.

Just then Katy comes back, this time wearing a long T-shirt and undies, she sees the album in my lap. “Oh, daddy! You didn’t! You did!” and her face turns beet red.

“Well it persuaded you to use your knickers didn’t it?” says James, “At least a little more frequently.” Katy snatches the album from my hand and stalks over to the cabinet where she thrusts it in and knocks the door. Unexpectedly she takes a flying leap at her daddy and sitting astride his knees tries to tickle him, he lets her for a couple of seconds then taking both her hands in one of his usages the other to tickle her armpits and tummy unmercifully up until she shouts with laughter. He releases her and she collapses to the floor with her T-shirt above her waist and her knickers twisted so that they reveal one arse cheek and one side of her pussy. She slowly recuperates her composure then looks down at herself.

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