"Is it better now, Ann? Do you feel as if you will be alright, now?" he asked, his voice muffled by the softness of her wetly swollen pussy. "Tell me ...ow you feel, my child." Hanh? Annh? Father? Ohhh Father? It? It isn't? My ... my cunt is? Ohhh Father? My cunt is so hot? I? I? I want more? Something else?" That's it, Ann. You are right to say 'cunt" when you feel like this. But we'll have to try something more if you still feel that way. Get on the floor, my child. I know it will be cold and. I knew she was about to cum, and cum she did. Watching her juices squirt around my fingers I realized she was a squirter. Watching her shake the orgasm off and hearing her scream in pleasure put me over the edge, I could feel me cock swell in her hand I knew it was too late, I was cumming. After what felt like an hour of her milking the cum from my cock I opened my eyes. There she was, my beautiful daughter still jerking my cock with my cum covering her breasts with one puddle on her cheek with. They may have been the loved ones of some of you, but they could not be permitted to continue to act as if they were the owners of the world. Therefore, they were wiped out to a man."At that point, I was interrupted by cheering and applause. Frankly, that caught me completely by surprise. I said, "Now I am confused. Is there anyone here who lost someone they cared for this morning?" I was answered by total silence. As far as I could tell, nobody was faking a lack of concern for the dead men. I. I am untainted by desire or hate.I am not hurtful, I cannot lie --I am small, but all-seeing.I spend my days gazing on a movie poster opposite me.The wall is cracked plaster. I know it's every freckle.Every crack, every defect, every flaw is part of me.Light and shadow, Faces through time interrupt me.Now I am a prism, refracting all possibilities.A man before me reaches for the woman he is.No need for liars of light -- lamps or lanterns.He knows I alone will show faithfully his beauty.He will.