.. the coolness of his hands comforting to my bruised ass. The light massaging turns rougher as he starts pinching and dragging his nails across my te...der skin. I wince at each abuse but my cunt is a faucet and continues to drip down my thighs. The room smells like slut.He pulls me back up by my hair and roughly penetrates me with his fingers. I give in and accept them in my tight cunt. Pushing back I try to get them deeper, to get his thumb on my clit. I need to cum, god, I need to cum."Not. Kohoma hari mu kedirigaga epa kiyaddima man balenma topa oba gaththa.muu den dathmiti kanawa.egaman ai ai kiyakiya kediganwa.ekata mata thwath form una.thama topa witarai demme mu kiyanawa ridenawa gannalu..man kohoma hari ehemama thawa tikak thada kala.mu den haiiyen kegahanawa,e madiwata mu dagalanawa.mata obanna dennema neh.man kohoma hari thawa agalak witara da gatta.mu ess deka puiyagena kegahanawa,dathmitikanawa.den ethi ***** aiye ganna ridenawa kiya kiya..sirawata eda tama uge hilata. ”Well ... this as going to be boring, I thought. Ah well, John and Helen across the road.They were on vacation ... there was a Mexican family house sitting. They weren’t friendly either.I went home, cleaned my already spotless house and was instantly bored.The bus stopped next door. Less than five minutes later a duskily beautiful teenaged girl unlocked the door, reset the codes and squeaked when she saw me a sitting in the dining room.“Who are you?”“I might ask the same,” I said.“Sally de la. There was a lot of it.I ran back to my room feeling shocked and a little disgusted. I was shocked that Dad would lay there in the living room and masturbate, knowing I was home. I was disgusted that somehow a part of me liked seeing it. I was turned on by it and lay on my bed and masturbated until I too came. It reminded me of all the times I used to lay in bed at night, masturbating, while I listened to him fucking Mom. They went at it hard. Mom was a screamer. I’d had a lot of sleepless.