My hand was stroking my hard cock when that tight piece of ass took of her mask to reveal the face of my own young daughter.I was stunned. Supposedly ... times a week she was supposed to be babysitting for one of her friends at night. That was the story I got anyway. Apparently it was a lie. What else was I missing?Two years ago her mother took off for Europe and Becca, my daughter wanted to stay here with me and finish school with her friends. I thought she was a good girl. I don't know what. “Now, you have been a very naughty girl haven’t you, Marsha?” he raised an eyebrow and kissed down my neck, down to my left breast. He took it in his mouth and bit it, his hand slipping down to my ass. I whimpered as he bit, but then he flicked his tongue on my perfectly erect nipple. It sent the strongest vibes down my back to my clit, making me shudder with joy. “Please just fuck me…” I groaned, I couldn’t believe I said it, but that was what I wanted. “You have to be nice to me first. Let me. “For god’s sake” I shouted, but my words were muffledby the position I was in, my face pressed into theleather of the table, a hand on the back of my head andhis elbows pressing into my back keeping me fromstruggling. This was pure rape and I could do nothingabout it. I knew there was no-one else in the surgery.He grunted as he started to pick up his rhythm, anddespite my protests, my cunt responded to the unnaturalfeeling of a strong cock pistoning in and out of me. Istarted. We decided on a pizza restaurant and went inside. We ordered from an older man who looked to be a perv so I sat us at the booth directly in front of the counter having her sit on the side that would expose her gaping to him. He was obviously attracted to her from his presence at the register and I ordered her a beer. As I returned to the table I realized just how agape her top was and was sadly disappointed nobody was around to see it. The older gentleman finally returned to the register area.