Moira is too young for that sort of thing.”“I tend to agree with you. I can only hold her off for so long.”“Her father pushing her, doesn’t ...elp. I have never seen this side of him before. He is willing to whore out our daughter for a chance at some money.”“I know. I love Moira, and to have her father treat her with such disregard pisses me off.”“At least you care for her that much. I can’t say I am happy with it. I will never understand how you got four girls to drop their panties for you. On. Born of a career soldier, he had from boyhood an orientation and interest toward what he called (and truly believed to be) "military service," his conscious thought emphasizing the "service." In fact, to him war was the greatest game ever, an exercise in the competitiveness of more placid intellectual pastimes such as chess, bridge, poker, go, etc., but with the added element of ultimate risk—life itself—and the added variable of individual courage and physical proficiency in the player's. I stood on the floor at the foot of the bed and began to assfuck you like a wild man, slamming into you over and over, feeling my balls swing forward to slap your cunt with each stroke of my cock. “I’m . . . . gonna . . . .cum” I gasped as my load erupted from my balls and blew deep into your ass. I was more than a little ashamed at my lack of self control. Even as my cock was still twitching I pulled out of you and fell to my knees, burying my face in your cunt. The taste was an interesting. He took my hands in his and took a deep breath. ‘I am going to leave Emily.’ He said flatly. I looked at him, unbelieving. ‘What? Why?’ I asked half shocked. ‘Why? Why do I need to be married to her now for? The only reason I married her to begin with was because her father wouldn’t let his daughter become the town slut and have a child out of wedlock.’ ‘Well, that’s no reason to not be with her now.’ ‘You don’t understand. The only reason I married her was because she was pregnant. Now that.