One day, she messaged me in the evening. I was shocked but happy too. I realized that she was upset about something. So I asked her but she chucked th...t topic many times.But the next day, during her lecture, she was not cheerful as she used to. At the end of the class, I went to the physics lab where she was alone sitting with her head on the table. When I called her, she looked up and I saw she was crying. I gave her my handkerchief and insisted that she tell me what the problem was. She was. "Are you ready?" I responded to her first question. "Yeee...." As she answered a slowly pushed myself in, her tight hole gave so much resistance. She was silent but i could tell she was struggling as she was pressing her head into the bed, eyes closed shut. I pulled all the way out, and entered once more going a little deeper."Oh.....god....daddy!" She screamed into the covers. I quickened the pace, going deeper and deeper each time as her entire hole got wetter and wetter. She was practically. She shrugged and I sighed and added, "I'm done with you. Your sister too." What do you mean?" Lori asked."I just realized that all this time I've been fucking Denise to get back at Bob and it turns out he doesn't even deserves it!" Oh don' be so melodramatic!" Lori snorted. "It's just sex." You're right," I said. "I am being overly dramatic. It's just that I've had a bit of an epiphany. Tell you sister it's been fun, but not to bother trying to get in contact with me. I'm done with her. You. He slid his arm around her waist, closed the door behind him, and pushed her back onto the bed while kissing her incessantly. "You'll mess up the dress I'm supposed to wear," she said. He shoved the dress up over her head in one move, holding her arms wrapped in the dress with one hand. His second hand undid his pants. Stacey knew by the look in his eyes that the only thing stopping this from being a rape was that she didn't try to stop him. He was her lover, after all, and the one man in Tokyo.