”The ground was soft and cold as I turned and placed my hands down to assume the doggy position. I looked back over my shoulder at Jim and said, �...This isn’t your girlfriend’s pussy, so go easy at first.” He nodded and assumed his position behind me. I felt his warm hand on the small of my back before another on my ass as he started to guide his cock toward my waiting asshole. I felt the tip begin to press against my hole and let out a soft moan. It was slick, but I hoped slick enough. Jim. I nudged the door close behind me and stumbled my way over to the couch. I barely made it over the first cushion before my legs gave out underneath me. I closed my eyes as a dull ache started to throb in my head. Unfortunately, my world wasn't quiet enough for sleep.The couple that lived in the apartment above me were apparently fighting again. I couldn't make out the words, it was just loud noises at this point. Cars driving by would honk their horns, sending my headache to another level of. I know you want this also (his fingers rubbed the clit generously)."Aisha's hips were writhing with the stimulation in her cunt. "Daddy, I mean, oh... oh... daddyyy..."Her father, ignoring her, continued, "Yes, I understand... you like this... you want this... (his middle finger lay deep along her cunt slit, pressing gently inwards again and again)"Daddy, your middle finger..." You mean you like what daddy's middle finger is doing? You like it?" No, no..." You mean you don't like the finger to. A pictureof her at the peep show, dressed like a whore. Another on the skytrain in thatoutrageously slutty outfit of bikini top and microskirt. Pictures of her madeup outrageously. Oh god, she thought, they've been watching me all along, taking pictures. She was almost prepared for the pictures of her in the alley, taking two ofher rapists on at once, the expression on her face almost one of bliss as alarge cock sawed into her mouth, while one plunged her from behind. But she wasn't at all.