2006 – From Central America to Togo, AfricaThree days after my meeting with Sister Maria I was sitting in a plane on our flight number three – out...of six on our route – with Pam. Without any warning I heard the words any father fears more than anything else in the world, as Pam came back from the plane toilet."Dad, I think my period's started."Yes, Pam started her first periods ever on our flight from Bogota to Sao Paulo. Since the Company wanted to route us so that we avoided all US airlines. But recently Dworkin wrote about his experience with this garment. And it all began again…As I mentioned in that thread, I would prefer to wear the hood, and I would like to have a man in the pants, and I would like to be bound. I would like to feel how (at the beginning) a soft flaccid member, which neither looks nor feels like a danger or anything threatening, becomes more powerful. It elongates and enters my mouth, filling it completely, but does not stop at that point. It grows and grows. Or auntie?” I turned to Karen, who looked at both of them and took a moment to decide.“Stepdaddy. Aunt Myra’s a cold snake of a woman! I never saw a woman that evil, not even me!” Karen acknowledged that I was now in charge.“Can I do the honors?” Marjorie asked me now.“Go ahead!” I handed her the knife that was used to castrate Jason.“Alright, bitch, this is MY Purge!” Marjorie shouted, “this is for killing my Daddy!”Marjorie then sliced Aunt Myra open from sternum to Mons veneris, letting out. It is red, pulsating with blood as he slaps your exposed clit repeatedly with his turgid member. You nearly jump off the table with each blow, pleasure and pain in each touch. He places the huge head at your opening and teases you by sliding it up and down your engorged lips. You growl at his teasing, wanting all of that massive cock in your well-fucked cunt. He laughs and rubs the wet head over your asshole. While you enjoy a good ass fuck on occasion, you have never had a cock that size in.