The panty and bra numbers don’t match – at all. Four panties and one bra hanging there. Much to her consternation, she felt her face warm yet agai.... What’s the matter with me? I practically never used to blush, so why am I doing it now? Unconsciously shaking her head, her thoughts went on, Crap, he’s a prisoner. Get it together, Girl.With his comment about sniffing panties in mind, she tried to catch him looking at her underclothes hanging there on the line, but if he did, he hid it well. Guess. .. you ... like ... Earl?" He's my father, but I don't like him. I don't believe anyone really likes him. What did he do to you?" He made me stay in the basement, in a chair." He tied you up, didn't he?" Yes!" I knew it!" Robert almost shouted out. "Then he touched you, didn't he?"She began to cry and nodded her head."Earl said that he would hurt momma and me if I didn't let him touch me. Is momma alright?" Yes momma is fine." Earl and momma had a fight and he said that I had to leave. I was. She was screaming into the gag now.I got into a push-up position over her and began tothrust my eager cock into her lovely pussy and then herscreams abruptly stopped as I pushed up against abarrier.“That’s why you’re so upset… you’re a virgin, aren’tyou?”With visible relief she nodded ‘yes’. I pulled out of herbody for the moment and she was clearly relieved beyondmeasure.“Well, I guess you should have thought of that before youfucked. He tested the knots he’d tied by tugging the ropes hard. “Bend at your waist, and lie on the table.” he then told Susan. She complied, taking her hands from behind her head, and using them on the table’s surface to support her weight, she leaned forward till her upper body was pressed to the wooden surface. She felt her bruised breasts, crushed beneath her. “Now extend your arms above you.” came the next command. Susan slid her arms along the table till her arms were extended above her head..