”“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped. “Just give it to me.”His huge dick pumped in and out of my spasming cunt. He rammed that amazing dick over and o...er into me. He filled me up. He made me quiver and convulse. My face twisted in the mirrors reflection, looking more and more like a slut's face and less and less like a virgin's.I drank in the incestuous pleasure of my daddy's cock filling me. My eyes rolled back into my head. I shuddered, shivered. My eyes were so wide, so bursting with rapture. My. "He looked at her, she was smiling, waiting for his answer which was "Sure."She turned on her heel and he followed her to her backdoor and they went up to her room. She went to her bedside table, opened it and brought out her birthday present and handed it to him. He looked at it, turning it over in his hand."See, this part goes in, it even looks like a penis and this little side thing you press against your clit. Oh, man, that gets you off quick." And it vibrates, right?" Oh, more than that,. Nothing came of it, but I enjoyed his company and we laughed most of the night away. When we departed we exchanged social networking names and email addresses to keep in contact. After I moved to this new town, I remembered our encounter and decided to contact him. That night he came to pick me up in his Blazer. I had to sneak out after my mother went to sleep because I knew she wouldn't approve of me going off with some boy I didn't know at barely sixteen years old late at night. This. Her final point was well taken. I must admit, the thought of having leverage on Evelyn, with her phoney-baloney self-righteousness, swayed me more than money ever could. "Do you have your cheque-book?" I asked, capitulating. "How much?" she asked, smug again. I quickly calculated an amount. "Five thousand dollars," I stated casually. Just as casually, "What's your full name Margot." "Just make it out to the 'American Civil Liberties Union," I said.