She was huffing and puffing. I could feel her sweat mingle with mine. It was running between our bodies and down to my cock. My meaty monster dove int... her ass too fast and she screamed a bloodcurdling sound out of her throat. I should have apologized but any thought about her wellbeing was now directed against it.I was nothing more than an animal. I pounded in and out of my fourteen-year-old daughter and she screamed bloody murder. Her body bounced with the mattress and I dug my fingers into. I pulled the covers over her and assumed she was asleep, then went back to watching the celling fan. I felt really bad. This was the first time I was aware of that she had ever cried herself to sleep, and I didn’t even know what it was about. It made me feel like crap, knowing that I might have been the cause of it.However about five minutes later I looked over at her, and saw her looking at me. I went to say something, but she turned her head back in to the pillow and started to softly cry. I hated diamonds, and what they were supposed to represent. I didn’t want to fall into a cliché.I heard Kent’s key in the lock. Simultaneously, my heart sank, my stomach turned and my snatch flushed with wet heat. I swallowed hard, my mouth dry. I was standing in the kitchen. Maybe he was hungry. I hoped he was hungry. I only ever cooked to see him eat. Jesus. Jesus. It wasn’t worth it. None of it was going to be worth it. Maybe he’d still hate me. Maybe he didn’t want to play my stupid,. The performer started playing the song ‘ What is Love’ and another man started dancing in the style of Bez from The Happy Mondays. As the song finished Mr Staring Man came straight over to where I stood.He said ‘I think you are very beautiful can I please take you for a few drinks’ I'd had men approach me before chatting me up on nights out but never so boldy and in the middle of the day. With being on holiday I threw caution to the wind and found myself saying yes to the stranger . We found a.