“I haven’t done that in like a million years. I wish someone would do it for me instead. I don’t know if I could do it all by myself,” Sarah s...id in a surprised voice. Catherine looked at Sarah with a surprised expression on her face. Really, you don’t she wanted to say to Sarah but she didn’t as Sarah headed towards her house. They were both quiet as could be as Sarah turned this way and that way and into her subdivision. Sarah pulled up to her house and into her driveway, shutting off the. "They'd throw me in prison. I'd go to prison and you'd go into foster care. You'd end up going from foster-family to foster-family, and what's more, you'd still be an uncontrolled slut. You'd end up pregnant, diseased. You'd end up on the street giving blowjobs for drugs. You hear me?"She nodded again."Alright then," he finished.When his second cup of coffee was empty, it was time to go. He drove his daughter to school and marveled at what a wonderful fucking day it was. The weather was cold,. No amount of comforting words from Iris seemed to help. Frightened by how deeply the memories cut into her, she gathered herself up and on wobbly legs got up, apologized to Iris for her behavior and quickly left the room. She rushed through the house and then hurried up the stairs to her bedroom. Her mother, putting groceries away in the kitchen, and hearing her run up the stairs called out to her but was ignored. She put the milk and orange juice containers in the ‘fridge and then walked over. I slowly spread the puffy lips for his imaginary tongue, thinking of the delicious sounds that it made as he licked and sucked my pussy. I felt nothing but the cool air hit my hot flesh. I slowly ran my fingers up and down my wet slit, thinking of his hands, his fingers plunging into my pussy, feeling him stretch me and probe so deeply. I wondered how much of his hand could I take? I had never been fisted before though I had seen it before on video. I didn’t see how I could take so much.