"I know what it's like now and that was the deal." No, you're going to have lots of practice." What do you mean?" I asked. "That was all I promised to...do." Oh no, my darling," he said, tauntingly. "I want you to keep doing that for the next two weeks and whenever I want you to. In fact, you're gonna do me and my friend Carl whenever we want or I am going to tell everyone what you just did."I just stared at him in disbelief. What had I gotten myself into? And who was Carl? I was stuck, I. “You like that, daddy?” she said quietly.“No,” he said.“Liar.”“Ooh, fuck,” he moaned.“Sit back,” she whispered into his ear before facing forward.He leaned back, pushing his body down.“More,” she commanded him.They slid down further on the love seat. She leaned back. She placed her bare feet on his thighs. She lifted her body up and waited.He sighed, cursed, and then grabbed his cock and held it firm for her, feeling around for the right opening. And she slid down on it, guiding it inside. Where does that leave us?" It leaves us here. A/ She knew and didn't mind, or care. I opt for Mind. B/ If she cared, I mean for us, and didn't mind, then she thought it wasn't a bad thing. Daddy always said, it wasn't bad, and his reasons made sense to me, and Julie, so he was, probably, able to convince Mom, so C/ Mom and Dad both knew, and agreed, that it wasn't bad for us." That brings us to my next question. When did she know? Did Dad start fucking you two, and then tell her, or did they. Forehand, backhand, forehand, backhand; the slaps made her ears ring. "You fuckin' piece of white cunt, you don't come into my neighborhood without my permission. Now you got to pay the toll."Tony slapped her twice more, then calmly unzipped his pants, pulled out his thick, black cock and slapped her face with it several times. Finally he pressed it against her lips. "Open your white whore mouth," he ordered. She opened her mouth to give him access.He pushed his nine inch cock down her throat.