I had to know what she was writing so I decided that I would sneak home early to read her journal. I had the perfect date planned. It was going to be ...n March 29th and I know she couldn’t beat me home because she had volleyball practice and they had a game next week so I know she couldn’t skip.So, two weeks later, I snuck home early, went straight to our room and found her journal and began to read. The very first line made me freeze with astonishment as a shiver went up my spine. “3/11/16-. She was astonished when he pushed her back to wet her hair and then shampooed it for her. What the fuck? No man had ever washed her hair for her before. Then again, no man had ever pissed on her before. Bill was a very different kind of man. There was that thing he had said, too.“You are mine now,” that is what he had said to her. Then he had pissed on her, but now he was pampering her. She had to be with him more and learn what he wanted. Yes, that was it; she wanted to know what Bill wanted.. My tongue stole out for a tiny taste, and I almost swooned when the sweet/acrid taste of her girlish musk fizzed across my tongue like an electric spark.Hearing her hurry up the stairs, I made sure I hadn’t left any saliva on her panties and put them back on the floor where I’d found them. As I turned to fumble with the books, Penny burst in, giggling with youthful exuberance and soaking wet even though she was carrying a towel.“Daddy! Thank God you’re here,” she laughed. “I so need a break. Before long he was pounding her hard and fast bringing her to an orgasm minutes before he unloaded his hot seed deep inside her. He fucked her 3 more times that first night.They made arrangements to meet again the next night. This time Chris surprised her by bringing along a friend. She did not know he was going to do that and had never met this guy but being a good slut, she never hesitated to fuck and suck his friend with the same enthusiasm that she had given Chris the night before. At one.