For a few minutes I fucked her just like that, then I began thrusting harder and deeper and Stacey had to hold onto the toilet more as she tried to ke...p the phone steady."Oh yes daddy, you're really fucking me! You're really fucking my young teen pussy!" she groanedNow I was already riled up from her earlier teasing, so it wasn't long before I thrusting faster and harder and beginning to feel I could cum pretty soon, and the way Stacey was groaning and cursing she was pretty close too.But as we. He'd been mad, and he wouldn't hide it. But she looked so vulnerable sitting there, faint vestiges of her tears still apparent if you knew what to look for."I'll be better when we get this whole mess straightened out and I can get back on this case. He didn't do this, Justin, he couldn't have. It's so against what he believes in, so against his nature. I mean, think about it, when he hit Kevin Elliott, he'd seemed sort of shell shocked afterwards, as if the violence was abhorrent to him. How. I was on my bed and there were a lot of thoughts running wild through my mind. I knew that mom wanted to fuck me or did she? I was having thoughts about her actions and about her body. Mom was a hot lady with a sexy body. I wanted to see her naked. Mom went down the hall past my room. There was a large gap under the door of her bedroom. I got the thought that if I got a mirror I could see under the door. The next day I got a mirror and tested my idea. Sure enough I could see the whole room.. It took about three months after our marriage for me to realize that he was a sadistic monster. By then I was pregnant with our first. He threatened to cut it out of me if I didn’t do what he said. From that day on I have been his sexual slave. He does everything to me anyone can imagine, except share me with other men. He does love me and is intensely jealous. I believe that’s why he killed my lovers. I believe he would have killed more if he could have found us together.”Detective Ocelotl.