His name is Dale. Dale has short cropped brown hair and sexy brown eyes. He is roughly 6 feet tall, taller than me.Dale was one of those guys in high ...chool who would make friends with a girl and toy with their emotions. Trust me I was one of them. But he was a very passionate guy. I used to like him before I found out he was just trying to score in my panties.I was hoping he wouldn't recognize me after 4 years out of high school. I was 22 now and he was 23. Well like I said, I hoped he. I couldn't move at all, only groan unintelligibly around the ball in my mouth as Ken left me and went upstairs.He didn't leave me for long, thank goodness, any movement at all produced immediate pain and felt as if my arms were being ripped out of their sockets. So I hung there for what was probably fifteen agonizing minutes. I was very happy to hear him returning and he knelt to stare me hard in the face as he said, "If you try and escape me again I swear that you will regret it. I haven't. My morning woods lasted forever and I was even waking up in the middle of the night as hard as a rock with nothing I could do about it.To make matters worse, Liz’s friends from college was going to be in town this weekend and Liz offered our guest bedroom to her. I had never met this friend before but I was already disappointed. Saturday would have marked one month exactly so I was planning on a fun night of releasing this pent up passion. Liz apologized and promised to make it up to me Sunday. When she relaxed again, I began to pump my cock in and out of her at a quicker pace. I was so close to cumming, desperate for it, and though we'd only been at it for five minutes or so, I couldn't last. I was fucking my own daughter, my little girl, my beautiful angel. She was mine, and always would be, and I was fucking her...I moaned, and Erica squeezed me with all her limbs. "Are you gonna cum, Daddy?" she whispered."Uh! Yeah!" I grunted.She moaned. "Cum inside me, Daddy," she said,.