If there is anyway, anyway at all I can make this up to you, just ask," he said seriously."Markus? I hope you don't take this any other way than as I ...ean it; but, I would not trust you as far as I could throw you," I said gritting my teeth.I felt rage go through me again, at his betrayal of me and my family. I watched as his shoulders slumped. He nodded, and turned away."Paul!" Darla hissed at me. "He is making every effort to resolve this between you two. Get over yourself, and accept his. He undo my bra and my nipples instantly gets hard from me being all excited. He fiddles with his pants and they hit the ground. He then shift and slides his dick inside me, I gasp for how thick he is. He slides one of his hands in my hair and pull my head back " The name is Denis, don't forget it bitch" He says as he starts sliding in and out of me. Nothing turns me on more than getting fucked from behind while getting my hair pulled and being called a bitch or daddies little slut. I guess some. I decided to knock on the front door. Someone had to be home. I could her some talking inside and there were lights on inside. I waited a few seconds before I knocked a little louder this time. A minute passed before I heard a girl’s voice from inside. “Just a minute!! Who’s knocking on the door??” I then saw the door knob turn and the door fly open. “Mom!! What the hell? Who are you?” “I’m Buck. Nice to meet you. Your Mother and I were out having a drink. She may have one to many.”. She tried to shift away from the humiliating ravaging of her most private parts but her large backpack prevented her from closing her legs to protect her sensitive parts. She wondered for how much longer she had to tolerate this crude assault.A minute or two later, things got worse. The insistent hand wasn't satisfied with rubbing over her panties anymore and she felt the fingers grasp her panties and pull them aside. She could feel colder air caress her sensitive skin. But too quickly, she.