A thumb pressed against the mound, and I stiffened involuntarily at the touch of his hand just a fabric's width away from my breast. Before I could th...nk of a suitable reply, however, Dad just hoisted me onto his shoulder and carried me to the edge of the pool.Splash! Even as I came up spluttering for breath, I sensed Dad underneath me. Whether by accident or by design, he rose up between my legs, his face right in front of my jeans-clad pussy, and bombed me through the water again. I was. "No, I'm a girl!" I said, as she ran across the room."You have a cock!" she yelled, as she ran into the bathroom and closedthe door.I went up to the door and spoke softly through the door to her, "I callit an outie. It was supposed to be changed to an innie, but the Princestopped the surgery." YOU'RE A FREAK!" she yelled through the door."No. My parents needed a girl. So, when I was a baby, they cut off mytesticles so I wouldn't be a boy. When I was fourteen, I got breasts. Bymy wedding day, I. I doubted very much that they could get away with anything under either my mother’s or my father’s watchful eye. For my part, I can’t remember a moment that I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Savior. It had simply always been that way. There was no point of decision at which I turned from evil to salvation. I had believed every word of the gospel my mother read to us at night from the time I could remember.That is not to say that I have always lived a pure life. Soon after I was permitted to join. "I sighed and got to my feet. I didn't want to sit there and listen to Paul's story. But my mouth and throat were exhausted and very sore. I would really have loved it if they would just leave us alone for this one evening. We could have really used an evening to recuperate.And I still had to fuck Deshane tonight!We followed the boy to a log where four of the younger boys were sitting on the ground, leaning back against the log behind them for support. The boy that had the nerve to get up and.