Karola hatte sich ein Badehandtuch um den Leib gewickelt. Ihr Vater griff danach und zog es weg. Karola hatte ein Nachthemd an, darunter trug sie noch...BH und Unterhose. So eine Art Liebest?ter, wie es sich f?r die junge Tochter eines Pastors geh?rte.Ihr Vater b?ckte sich und holte einen langen Kasten unter ihrem Bett hervor. Er machte ihn auf und entnahm ihm 4 Ledermanschetten. Karola streckte ihre Arme nach vorne und ihr Vater befestigte die Ledermanschetten an ihren Hand- und dann an ihren. ” We laughed and both of us started to build up a rhythm.“Have you ever sucked someone off?” I asked.“Yes, I had to do that in the home to prevent them from fucking me. I learned that once they came they left me alone so I had to do that or wank them to save my Cherry.”“Did you save it?”“Yes, I had to fight them off a few times but no one got me there. I lost it later to an arse-hole who I cared about. All he cared about is my pussy. Once he got it a few times he up and left and I never saw him. My own little brother beat me up and tied me to his bed naked and spread like a fucking eagle and he was laughing about it. I watched as he sat besides me and said laying his sweaty hand on my left breast. This is going to be fun sis, for me anyways! He grabbed my tits with violence and began weighing my breast like they were melons in the supermarket. I watched him play with me with sick pleasure and out of nowhere he took a table tennis bat and started whacking my nipples without subtleness,. But his fingers were plying both sides of my clit. My orgasm coming fast. All I needed was my climax now.“Orrgh, fuck, urrgh fuck, oh yes, oh yes, fuck yes, ah, ah, ah” as my step daddy appraised my arse with his fat cock. “Oh you wanted the full appraisal, well here it is, you little tart, you’ll be back for more” he said as he poked my arse with his pecker, jabbed his meat sword into my puckered opening, flexed his rod in a jagging pummelling into my broken accommodating so sensitive balloon.