Porn reaches out and holds me, carressing me, calling me to come deeper and deeper. I never think - how do I break from this cycle? I only ever think ... how can I get deeper? How can I devote myself more fully to Porn? I have Porn arrive in my email. I have Porn arrive on my phone. I have Porn arrive in texts. I have Porn as a screensaver. I have Porn as a homepage.But still, I ask...how can I go deeper? How can I live more completely into the Porn?I surround myself with people who throw. What if Morgan accepted that drink? What if it was spiked? What if she had gone to that party alone? What would the three of them have done to her?I initially couldn't get myself to fantasize about fucking her, but the thought of other men taking advantage of my daughter's perfect face and body drove me nuts. For the next three months, I fantasized about nothing but multiple men gang raping my drunk and drugged Morgan. I downloaded all of her photos off of Facebook and Instagram and masturbated. We arrived back at her house she asked us both in and we duly excepted, we sat down with a glass of beer, we found out her name was candy and had often gone to fuck point to go dogging. We also found out she was married but hubby was inside for GBH but had a high sex drive and a huge appitite for cock.she asked if we would stay the night and would not be dissapointed if we did, we agreed and went upstairs, as we lay on the bed she started to rub both cocks at the same time sucking one then the. I expected them to ridicule me,but Jane leaned over and kissed me,her tongue probing my tonsils as she guided my hand to her tits,still under protection from her bra,but I felt her nipples pressing against the fabric, and Jane slipped her hand inside my panties,grabbed my cock and helped to get it out so she could caress it. About then I saw John pull Jane's panties down and slipped his cock into her pussy from behind,causing Jane to moan in ecstasy before lowering her head,kissing and sucking.