Stop being such a priss and take what you deserve. We both know you like it."I turn my head away to avoid his gaze and I hear his footsteps behind me....I quickly cross my legs, blocking him entry to my cunt. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "HOW THE FUCK DO YOU LIKE THAT NOW?!?" my screams suppressed to squeals as I start crying begging him to stop. SLAP! SLAP! His hand beats against my sore bottom as I feel him suddenly stop. I let out a breath of relief when suddenly I feel his hands slide my panties down to. When he brought her into the house and introduced us, we hugged, as would a young woman meeting her future mother-in-law – not that Bobby and I had ever discussed marriage. Grandma and Maria Teresa, who was then about ten, got the same greeting, and the four of we women chatted like a bunch of magpies.Then Dotty asked the other two if she and I could have some alone time. We sat next to each other on a couch in the den, feet up on a glass table, a fire crackling and warming the room. We sipped. That same tit I had seen in the one picture she had on her profile, yet still I was amazed at the sexiness of it. As Vanessa moved stuff around in the fridge, Jen pulled her tit upward toward her face, extended her tongue and licked that dark brown nipple, all the while smiling that same sweet, innocent, naughty smile. I knew this girl liked being dirty, but this was unbelievable. Vanessa turned back around and handed me a bottle of water. I told her thanks and twisted off the cap,. He laughed and then leaned over and slapped her one more time. “Open your mouth” Sophia was still in a daze, but she had learned to obey Mathew. He proceeded to pee into her mouth and splashed some over her face and hair for good measure. Then he took some more pictures. “Your dad will love these,” he laughed. “Get yourself cleaned up and come to bed”. Sophia stared at the bathroom ceiling for another 10 minutes before sitting up. She was still shaking. How orgasms did she have? She’d lost.