Angry little sobs trickled out of her. That was when my life changed. That was when I decided to rape my daughter.I fliped her on her back and forced ...er legs apart. I held her down and began kissing her lewdly. I wanted her to know."Defiant slut, I bet you aren't even a virgin. You probably gave it away to your punk boyfriend. Well I've got news for you, if he can have you so can I. After all I've done, I have the right to that tight little pussy. I'm going to fuck you Susan, I'm going to fuck. She hesitated. This was another line being crossed, albeit an almost insignificant one at this point. Fucking another man in her husband’s favorite chair was as bad as fucking him in their bed. In this case it was perhaps worse, since Julie and Gary had never had sex in that chair. Greg smiled at Julie’s hesitation. He must have realized. ‘Come on,’ he said, his tone one that brooked no compromise. He waggled his long shaft at her, making her mouth water. Not sure if she just wanted to go down. I raised my hand while scratching, trying to get the teacher's attention. "Yes Charlie?" Can I go to the restroom?" I squirmed in my seat, trying to stop the itch."You only have 20 minutes left of class, hold it until then." Her gruff response surprised me. I frowned and began to itch under my right armpit, then it seemed to race around my back to the left armpit. I wiggled my back against the rest of the chair, meanwhile scratching my chest with vigor.Almost as soon as it started, the itching. I was so scared, but thrilled at the same time. I couldn't believe that I had made it this far without backing out. But the final and most thrilling step was about to happen.I walked down to the beach and onto the sand. I strolled along feeling so free and feminine, it was like dream, I could hardly believe what I was doing.I eventually found a spot and stretched out my towel. I took off my sarong and sandals and laid down on my back. I looked down at my smoothly shaved body clad in its.