Tori Westwood

"Come for me, baby," Tom said breaking away from suckling at her, noticing her body's movements becoming more erratic and unpredictable

pulled up by a five-bar gate. "Right, we're here," he said, shutting the engine off. "It's just a short walk now to our very own Eden."

"Wow Daddy, you make it sound so nice!"

"Oh it is. It's