As my efforts increased so did her breathing.“Oh yes, good, boy. Don’t stop, yes, yes, yes,” she moaned as she drove her pelvis into my face. As...her weight shifted I could suddenly see and reach her previously unobtainable clit. So I made my move, lunging for her precious jewel, I reached it and took it all in my mouth, sucking hard.“Ahhh, fuck that’s good. Yes! Mmm, mmm, mmm,” she went as I sucked her button like a childhood lollipop.That was all it took and soon a wave of passion swept. I think it was a way for him to say that he was sorry for getting my crotch hair ripped out.It was all worth it thought. Daddy opened my car door and helped me out, I got to hold his arm as we walked into the restaurant, and then everyone started at me as our waiter held my chair for me. I felt like I was Queen for a Day.I was a little self conscious for a while about how high my dress had ridden up my legs, that my nipples were sticking out through my dress, and that I wasn’t wearing any. Thankfully, nobody was waiting for our piss-covered room. As we walked through the store, the pee that was once warm gradually became now frigid; the wetness made my pussy cold. My parents were not home when we arrived at my house. Immediately we went into the bathroom upstairs. By this point, my panties were still wet, but drier than earlier. My pussy and thighs felt gross and sticky. “I need to take a shower,” I said. “Okay,” Lucy replied giggling. Lucy walked into the bathroom. She motioned. ‘What now?’ Pinky played dumb. ‘Do what you agreed to do,’ the voice replied without emotion. Pinky walked about the barn in the darkness, found the double-bladed axe, and carried it over to the chunk of log they used as a chopping block. He found a chair, pulled it over to the log, and sat down. ‘You’re all set!’ The voice said. Pinky’s idea of an Angel materialized out of the moonlight. ‘You promised, and I need to know that I can trust you, Eugene.’ Pinky hesitated. ‘Go ahead, Eugene, you.