I was brought up in a very strict environment.After finishing school and giving final papers, due to my upbringing and nature, I got fed up from the m...notonous routine of my life to the extent that I was convinced that I would not be able to survive like this for a long time.I felt an urgent need to change my routine.When all my papers were over, I threw all my books in one corner. My room, which was on the first floor, came down quickly and was going out of the house, then I met my father at. ” He sighed, and eventually said. “It was longer than mine and looked bigger around as well. He had a big cock head that swelled as he got excited.” I noticed Antony’s cock start to rise as he told me. I put my hand around it and slowly stroked it. “Does it turn you on to talk about Stephen’s cock?” He was fully hard by this point and I teased round his cock head making pre cum leak out. “No,” he replied emphatically, “but it is a turn on that you are interested in hearing about it and making. I could see vague movement out of the corner of my eye, and hear you and the officer approach. "Sweetie? I'm going to go wait by the car - you do whatever the officer tells you to, and this will all go away."I sniffled - I know I did, I was on the verge of tears...scared, embarrassed and yes, even still horny. A good assfuck has always led to me wanting more hard cock buried inside.I shivered as the cop ran the cold smooth edge of his nightstick up my left thigh. "Please don't hurt me, I'll do. I didnt like John at first, but he quickly won me over buying me stuff. Mom worshipped this man, and would do anything he said. He met her at the strip club, and I assume he loved my mom being a whore. She continued working at the stripclub, mostly on weekend nights, and John made her wear very revealing clothing. When she went out, John made her wear extra small miniskirts, and small tank tops that showed a lot of cleavege. Around the house, she was mostly only allowed to wear a bra and thong,.