I am a champion. I pushed harder.I saw the finish line. This may not be what I came here to do. But I amgoing to win this race. For Tony. For Christin....I pushed harder. Faster. I tuned out the other runners. I focused on thefinish line. Nothing is more important during these several seconds thanthis finish line.The music in my head came to a crescendo. I pushed my legs harder andfaster than I've ever run.I could see the finish line. I could feel the burn in my legs. I knew Iwas at my limit. But. I entered the bedroom and shut the door behind me. Why are you getting so angry like you acting? Well, how do you expect me to act? I try to figure out a way to make my marriage last when sex hurts me and you suggest I encourage you to have sex with our daughter. She stuck out her lower lip and pouted. Knock that shit off right now. You are well aware that Leanne suggested she have sex with me. Now you are trying to cover up some sort of guilty feeling by acting angry when you are afraid.. We didn't want her mom to stop by and catch us with our pants down (no pun intended). We watched some tv and kissed and groped all night. Finally we had enough and headed to bed. We were so exhausted that there was only a little petting before everyone kissed each other goodnight and drifted off to sleep, a tangle of limbs on the bed.A couple of hours later my cellphone started ringing. I woke and picked it up, panicking when I saw her Suzy's name on my caller ID. I went to the kitchen and. “Shut the fuck up and take Big Daddy’s big Black cock, boi!”“Yes, sir!”“You got some good li’l white ass, princess!”“I love being your fag princess!”“That’s right! I’m fuckin’ yo sissy ass like you a girl and you got a real pussy. You like how I fuck your real pussy, li’l girl?”“Oh, yes, Big Daddy! Fuck me harder!”“Ah, shit, princess! Look at that ass gape,” he said after extracting his tool. “I could fuck this pussy all night!”“It’s yours, Big Daddy. All yours!”Big Q smacked the small bubble.