“Daddy? He’s okay, right?” said Jenna. Her mother grimaced.“Jenna, your daddy, well, he’s not your daddy,” said Stacey. She waited, watche... nervously for her daughter’s reaction.“Huh? What? Huh!” said Jenna.“Jenna, years ago, more than 15 years ago, before you were born, well, I met a man. That man is David Carter. He was a good guy, and well, we were young the both of us. He asked me to marry him. I was ready to be married, and I said yes. But, some time afterwards, his brother, who some time. I ignore your muffled protests as I rub the head of the long thick dildo between your pussy lips, wetting it, then quickly thrusting it deep inside you. I continue pounding back and forth, stroke after stroke, causing your hips to bang into the rounded edge of the table. Your stomach and breasts stick to the surface of the table and rub against it as you move back and forth. I grab a fistful of your hair as your struggling slowly subsides and your hips begin to move in rhythm with mine. I hear. With a sigh, Sabrina stood up from her desk and walked to the nearby window. The sun was shining, and she could hear the sound of children playing in the local park a block away. A smile creased her mouth as she felt herself wanting to go out and experience the day. She turned and glanced at the forgotten papers on her desk. Her smile grew wider as she said aloud, ‘they can wait.’ She cheerfully gathered her belongings and left her office. She paused to let Linda, her secretary, know where she. ‘The fuck did you just say?’ Jared asked amusedly. I repeated myself ‘I think you’re a cocky sarcastic son of a bitch…kinda reminds me of some fucker named Jordan Catalano.’ His grin disappeared and the eyes narrowed. Uh-oh I think I pissed him off…should have know dropping the Catalano was pushing it. I took a step away from the Leto. ‘I think I’m gonna have to make you pay for that one,’ he said with a sinister dark tone. The previous light heartedness faded completely. He encroached upon.