‘Yes! Yes!’ she cried as she squirted all over his face. He continued to lick her gently as she came down from the most wonderful orgasm she had e...er had and he could feel her entire body shuddering right through her clitoris which he still held in his lips. ‘Please stop! Please. No more. Not right now.’ ‘Whatever you say, Little Miss Smarty Panties,’ he said and smirked as he pulled his face away from her. ‘You are a funny girl. You got a big mouth. A nice big mouth.’ He stood up, pulled. My teeth chattered. I was about to head inside. I heard the vehicle pull away. I rushed to the railing instead, watching Sam’s silhouette drive off through the frosted side window.I shivered, numb from more than the cold. After a minute, my phone buzzed. Sam’s texts were begging for forgiveness for her fucked-up Dad. No, her dad wasn’t fucked up. Lots of shit was fucked up, but her dad was trying to do good by his daughter.I turned around, stepped over Mrs Rabinovich’s cat, and stormed up my. Kathia was deathly afraid of how her father would react.And her worst fears were coming true. Her father had heard about Bria's unmarried pregnancy. And when Kathia sat him down to tell him about her own condition, he reacted exactly as she feared he would."Poppa, please," she begged, her voice strained with sobbing. "Please just listen to me!" There is nothing to listen to!" he bellowed at her, smashing his fist down on the table, making the dinnerware jump. "You will not see him and you will. His right hand still on my hip; his left hand now firmly holding my head on the toilet. Thankfully, he seemed content to let me rest my head on my forearms on the back of the toilet seat. The limited view I'd had of his hand, and the force that he was fucking me with left little doubt that he was strong enough to put my face in the water if he decided to do so.I remember heading out to a bar earlier this evening. The bar was a couple blocks over from my hotel, but it had looked interesting.