I start my help out simple, you see. And then I had her bring it to me with the cutting board and my very sharp and big kitchen knife. I instructed her to just watch for this time and I sliced off three thin slices from the onion and then put the remainder into a Zip Lock bag to be stowed back where it came from. And then I put the knife down as she moved with her cute little butt to put the onion away. Safety first, you know. Then when she came back with her eyes shining to be part of something other than fucking for a change, not that that is bad you know; I showed her how to peel off the thin brown outside skin to the onion slices and then how to cut them stacked up together to very small pieces. And then I showed her how to take the cutting board and spill the onion pieces right into the prewarmed nonstick frypan with a bit of olive oil to prevent the onions from sticking to the surface. She was just mesmerized as children tend to be when shown with humor and affection the skills of life. I helped raise three children in my younger years and all of them were very skilled in homecraft as in other things when they reached adulthood. Now, I took the two slices of frozen hamburger out of the freezer and broke them up into large pieces to be dropped into the skillet with the cooking onions. While they were sizzling in their thawing out, I took a pair of plastic forks and put her in charge of stirring them around and turning them over so that all sides of them became browned. As they fried, they softened so I showed her how to break huge them up into very small chunks, interracial too. I could tell that she had never been introduced into the fun of cooking with skill. Probably had had her nose in video games and cell phones when she wasn’t being fucked up to then. When she was finished getting the small hamburger chunks fully cooked, we spilled into the skillet a double portion of pasta (I keep extra on hand of each type.) with the dry sauce, milk and water. The pan sizzled as it heated up to boiling, and important step to further make sure that the meat is fully cooked and also to get the pasta on its way to softening. She remarked that at this point it doesn’t look like much, and in fact not appetizing at all, so I offered for her to watch and see how this ugly duckling would turn into a beautiful swan of a dinner. The instructions say to turn down the heat to simmer as soon as it is boiling, but I was raised by a suspicious mother who didn’t always do what she was told, because of safety concerns, so I let it boil for a couple of minutes and then lowered the stove temperature to simmer for the next ten minutes. With the lid off of the skillet she could see the mixture losing its liquid and starting to look a lot more appetizing. But, when we got to the four minutes left, I added a handful of frozen veggies that I had warmed up in the microwave oven and the whole mass turned into a very festive looking display. At that point with still a couple asshole of minutes left of simmering, she backed into my front and reached around back to tell me how much she was impressed by this display. My answer to that was a firm hug of her and the admonition that more anal was to come. When I took it off of the burner, it was buttfucking ready to set up (thicken) and so I took a few tablespoons of sour cream and stirred it in along with some cooked and sliced mushrooms, by then the smells were intoxicating and it set up really quickly. I had her get out two plates, one for the each of us and to set the table with a small container of cut up honey dew melon chunks and a chilled bottle of sparkling water. With all of this it became a feast fit for a king. A pervy one in my case as I ate with my eyes admiring the fine shape of the girl across from me. After our eating our meal to music that I chose to enjoy, but not offend her. (In my house the chef gets to choose the music, with due regard for the other listeners,) we cleaned up the kitchen and put away the extra meal left in the pan right into the fridge with the cover on. I don’t believe in dirtying up any more kitchen hardware than is necessary. Then with the dining room also cleared up and wiped down, we settled together on the couch to watch the last half an hour of evening news. The local T.V. station takes two and a half hours to tell the news, when actually the last half an hour covers all that is necessary to know, including sports and the weather. I wonder if anyone else notices that television news includes at Hardcore least three weather news portions taking up more than five minutes (within each half an hour), while the sports is allowed only ninety seconds for the full duration, if that much. Oh well, as long as Rich Eisen and Dan Patrick are around we sports fans will get all of the gritty details that we can stand to listen to. But little Miss Lily and I settled on the couch, but she soon ended up on my lap with my hands guided by her to under her T-shirt to liven up her nipples while the announcers of the news droned on. That added a considerable amount of fun to the process. Then after kissing her soundly and patting her behind, I gave up the controller to her for the next two hours if she wanted, while I moved to the second bedroom office to care for all of my computing and email obligations. I could hear from my retreat, her selection of shows that I wouldn’t be caught dead watching and a couple of times when she came in to see what I was up to, she saw some interesting scenes of porn that she took notice of before returning to her shows in the other room. It was about ten when I collected her up after her last favorite show was concluded, and we hand in hand moved to the bedroom. The razor had done its job. “Panties?” Her stomach tightened as she realized that she was about to experience the same rough double fucking, only with the positions reversed. After two glasses the women were really chattering away. “You're as dirty as I am!” he whispered admiringly. She is now our Pet. She raised herself and invited James to admire and play with them. Well, at least, until I screwed up.” she said. “Oooh.” Diamond responded in a moan, her brow furrowed, her lips trembling. I whimpered and groaned, then gasped as I was pulled away from Mom. The door shut and just like that she was alone with her brother. "It's the history department's storage room," said Haley pointing to the buttfucking three walls full of shelves, holding stacks of books and papers. Jermaine moved back to the front door butler’s closet to watch out for things there until nine P.M. when the front door lights went off and a lighted sign informed any incomer that the house was closed down for the night. Salvador looked my face over. Yet there was Hardcore another sensation as well... that massive cock of hers was roughly grinding over his seemingly sensitive prostate constantly.. The week after Labor Day Jim checked Lucy and himself into 'The Wynfrey Luxury Hotel' in Birmingham, Alabama. She was so exciting. The band played, people danced and everyone had a great time. I had an athletic physique and both the other candidates could stand to lose a few pounds so huge I logically assumed if some nudity in class was required, I would certainly lend more appeal to a class of young girls than either of the other two candidates. I moaned as loud as Greg’s ass allowed me. I could tell whoever was fucking my hole was impatient, maybe a little nervous, nonetheless very pleasing to me to the point I could not hold it. I got so hard, so fast, I’m surprised that I didn’t interracial collapse from lack of blood in my brain. I know she had no nerve endings in that thing, but she was really getting into fucking my ass, and I was enjoying it as well. After the first anal half hour, Momo set her head down on the table. Fred has the door open and is standing waiting for us. After that I sent them to pick up Kiran and her belongings. I lied on the bed. They had argued pointlessly until he had called her a “prick teaser” and left in a sulk. Groaning in frustration, he was about to leave the room when Billy had rounded the corner of the hallway. We rang the door bell and Robby answered it. [Your move you maniacal piece of garbage. But I can't... I reveled in stroking up and down her flesh. She said, "Five years is a long time to go without a man." asshole She paused. I’d rather I was safe in Leshan’s love nest than you.” There was no drive, no lust, just subtlety, when she kissed me on the lips. Did I serve you well?” My cock was getting soft. Joyful tears.