Just do it. You're..I hate you.' 'Oh you will. I can assure you of that. More than you ever thought possible, you'll hate me.' 'Just do ...t and get it over with.' I circled it around her areola crinkling it up and finally got her nipple bud hard like a dried pea. I gave her a soft look in the eye and kissed her mouth softly. 'I gotta tell you, you're life's gonna change now. You ready?' She was nervous and didn't comprehend and tried to whimper but more wanted. Normally I like to tease but I want her so much and she’s more than wet enough already.I ram my rod home in one long stroke making her moan like a porn star. I feel a weight lift off my shoulders as I take a deep breath and begin to have my way with her. I pond her hard no warm up and she just takes in in her stride. I like long sessions but right now I just need to cum more than anything.We’re a force of nature I can feel her love smeared all over my balls as they slap against her. Every long. "Do you always dress like that to school? Like a little tramp?" I don't know what you mean," you say, angrily, trying to shove your hand from my shoulder. My grip tightens further, and you whimper from the pain."I see I'm going to have to be strict," I say, and you can hear the anger underlying my quiet tone. I drag you across my lap, pulling your skirt up over your ass. "No panties, babydoll. Like a common whore." No, daddy, wait! I'll be good," you sob, knowing what I plan to do. Just like. It was Jen who took his arm and got him to sit down. Drew sat a few seats away from him, avoiding everyone’s eyes. Dr. Costanza very calmly explained Don’s condition. He showed the x-rays of the aneurism, scans of brain activity and spelled out the best case scenario, if they had caught it in time. Although he stayed quiet throughout the explanation, Richie’s temples were throbbing and you could see he was getting angry. “I don’t care what your fucking x-rays and charts show. This is my father.