Emma's hand took a quick tour up my denim-covered leg, almost touching my engorged cock. I couldn't help but suck in my breath in anticipation of the ...ontact that didn't happen. I looked at her to see if she realized the impact she had on me.Just then, Emma leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear, "Do you like big boobies?"At first I didn't understand because of her accent but then it dawned on me what she had asked. I could only smile and nod my head vigorously. Her hand left my leg and. Could he have deposited that much semen in me?? Battered and sore, I got to my feet as fast as I was able and again, took off running in what I believed to be the direction of my home. All I could think about was the safety of the c***d. As I approached, I noticed that I had left the back door open. Rushing inside, I darted straight to Eve's crib. She was gone. I called her name, I don't know why, but I screamed for my daughter. All I could think was some a****l had her. I sank to the floor. She slept a lot, resting from her travails. Apparently her husband was an abuser, not that such news surprised me. Since I lived in that part of the U.S. where our family had the deepest roots I offered to give her a tour of the cemeteries where our ancestors are buried. It was on a warm day in early summer I took her to one of the family cemeteries. Our great grand parents were buried there as well as our great great grand parents and aunts, uncles, and cousins of all degrees of relationship.. The heavy thwacks echoing about the room followed by the boy'sagonizing cries, such sweet music to Charlie's ears as He snaps the leatherdown harder and harder watching as the flesh pulses turning a dark crimson. Robbie's muscles were tensing, his body sweating, his cock dripping precumonto the floor. The most intense sensation he had ever known so much pain andyet so turned on wanting the photographer to just take him already wantingso badly to be cum. His cock painfully throbbed against the.