"I am not!" she whined, but her eyes sparkled."So you're a lying dirty little slut then?" Um..."Her chest was heaving and a sparkle of perspiration ha... risen on her top lip.My cock throbbed and a bolt of pre-cum oozed from the tip onto Josephine's ribs. We both looked down to see my cock, hard and angry red, the tip wet with pre-cum, another drip dangling from the underside of the flaring head. I could only imagine what it looked like to her.She spoke, staring wide-eyed at my cock. "What are. And I tell him you have nice tits also. Everything so nice."He put his phone down and took his cock out of my mouth and made me lie on my back. He moved up on top of me and pushed his cock in my mouth. Ibrahim started to fuck my face."I fuck your pretty face like a cunt," he said. "Because it is a cunt. You have a mouth cunt, a pussy cunt and an ass cunt. I fuck all three cunts today. After mouth cunt, I will fuck ass cunt."Ibrahim pulled out his cock and slapped my face with it and then shoved. We are going to farm five days hinter from here,” and I waved westward. “Ma, pa, you’d like the spot we’ve picked. We have cleared a big field, and fenced it, and are building a proper cabin. You’ll like it when you see it.”“You’re squatting,” dad stated, but not too accusingly. I just nodded, acknowledging the truth. There was some suspicion that some of our newer neighbors were squatters, paying a backhander to the bailiffs rather than a real tax. But nobody really blamed the squatters. There. She’s ... well, she’s the same as she’s always been.”“To you, yes. To me, she’s a raging bitch and I can’t take it anymore.”“I, really? This is, I don’t know. Really?”“Yes, James, really. Wake up. I’m not pulling this out of my ass. Talk to her. I’m at the end of my rope.”“Okay, Lil. This doesn’t make any sense, but I’ll talk to her.”My conversation with my daughter was bizarre. She kept trying to assure me that I was a great father and a good man. There were a lot of tears and she promised to.