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She stood trembling, trying to cover her breasts and pussy. She knew her daddy had a hot temper and would slap her silly in a second if she disobeyed. “Stand up there girl, move them arms to your side so your daddy can have a look at his little girl”, as he sat down on the toilet seat for a better view. Maggie slowly lowered her hands revealing her naked body. Ever since she started her period, her breasts were growing bigger every day and at 13, were already developing nicely. She had no idea of their size because she’d never been fitted for a bra. Emmitt smiled staring at her tits and his gaze lowered to her waist. “Damn them titties are coming along nice and that belly is hard as a rock”, Emmitt thought to himself. A sly smile came over his face as his eyes hit the top of her fine, light brown, pubic hair. It was barely thick enough to cover the top of her slit, and he could feel his cock hardening as he eyed her pussy. “You gonna be a fine looking girl, Maggie, now get yo ass ready for school”, Emmitt laughed, slapping her ass as she ran out of the shaved room. Emmitt closed the door, turned on the shower and jerked off thinking about his daughter as he’d done almost every day for the last two weeks. Maggie dressed quickly, then yelled for Molly and Earl, “Come on, we gotta go or we’re gonna miss the bus.” All three oral trotted down the steps of the trailer and headed down the dirt road. They had a mile walk to the bus stop just down from ol’ lady Woodson’s. Only two more days and asian school would be out for the summer. Saturday rolled around and Betty was making a list for her weekly trip to the grocery store in Hazard. Most everything they ate came from the farm and Emmitt’s big garden but there were some things they just needed to buy. He worked the garden tirelessly. “Take Molly and Earl with you. They can help tote groceries and sacks of feed from the mill. I’ll get Maggie to stay here and help me in the garden.” Ten minutes later, Betty, with Molly and Earl in tow, got the old Impala to start and headed out of the hollow. “Get your old work clothes on Maggie, we got work to do.” Maggie dug through the pile of clothes in the corner of the tiny bedroom she shared with Molly and found the old cutoff jean shorts of her momma’s that she wore for working on the farm. They were 2-3 sizes too big and she held them up with a piece of baler-twine. She only had three pairs of panties so the shorts were all she wore below the waist. Next, she grabbed her dad’s ol wife-beater sleeveless t-shirt. It too was way too big so she tied it together at the bottom to keep it snug. It was almost sheer and with a little sweat, completely see-thru. She knew why her daddy made her dress this way, and japan she was getting big enough to play along. She knew he would never do anything to hurt her. They worked in the garden for an hour or so before Emmitt declared, “Damn, it’s hot. Let’s go get some water.” There was a hose in the barn on the upper side of the garden. Emmitt lifted up the spigot handle and water shot out of the hose. He gulped the water down, and then leaned over, running it over his head, then handed the hose to Maggie. She sipped at the stream of water, and then sprayed off her dirt-covered legs. She then stood and let the water run over her face and down her chest. Her t-shirt was soaked and Emmitt’s eyes were locked on as her dark nipples stiffened against the thin shirt. He watched the water run down her belly and into her jean shorts, then run down her legs. He could feel his manhood stiffening. Flopping down on the closest hay-bale, “we’re gonna have a long summer if it’s this hot at the end of May, daddy”, Maggie groaned as she lay back on the bale, legs hanging tits over the end. She could feel her nipples pointing skyward as a breeze blew through the barn. Emmitt’s cock continued to stiffen as he admired his oldest daughter, lying flat on the hay-bale, her perky firm titties almost completely visible through her shirt. I stepped back to observe my handiwork. I asian said call a bus company and have them picked up. Once there, I looked around for anybody else I recognized. She looked up at Brian and then noticed that he began to shake, unable to control his muscular actions. I picked-up the card key (he wasn’t going to lock me out this time), opened the door and checked that it was all clear. Her body shaved felt tits familiar to him now, and he took his time exploring every inch of her as he washed her. “I’m just the man to help you boys out. So, she reconsidered all of this. “We’d better oral not be too loud then.” She whispered japan back seductively. The tip of his cock -- oozing a glistening drop of precum -- nosed its way into the folds of my snatch. Their pussies glistened. Once again, her belly bulged as he filled her womb with hot cum. Cato asked.