"It's a long story. Don't get the idea you'll be living like this on a teacher's salary any time soon." Wow," said Cecilia as she got out. She noticed...that his eyes fell to her bare thighs as her skirt slid up, but when he offered her his hand to help her get out of the car she thought she'd imagined it.Her amazement — and her vocal expression of it — only increased when they went inside. A vaulted entryway, with a mirror-like terrazzo floor, presented two curving staircases on opposite sides. There is a walk in every woman that she uses when she knows she's being watched. This woman had hers to perfection. This dress was perfect for what she was doing in it. I knew that if I held my breath I could hear the swishing sound as her hips swayed. My chest got tight and a bit of sweat rolled from my forehead. The blood was pounding in my ears as I "semi" raced up the isle to see more of this vision of a woman. As I turned the corner all I was greeted to was empty isle, so I backed up and. Shortly after that my father left home, my mothers debauchery knowing no bounds as a constant stream of men, made no secret of their loud and incessant fucking, there were many mornings I awoke with the bitter aftertaste of strangers semen in my mouth, being occasionally facialized, primarily of my beautiful c***dlike looks, saw me driven, like my father, from the family home, and found me where I am now, lying in bed listening to my fathers machinations, almost three years from my first. I'm not going to stop so you'll have to deal with the pain. As I was biting the pillow I felt his balls hit mine and I knew he was all the way in. He waited for a moment and then really slowly started to pull his cock back out, then in again. The pace was beginning to quicken as time was going by and I knew he was feeling really good being inside me. Somewhere along the line with all this thrusting, the pain had now become much more pleasurable. I remember reaching down under my stomach and.