This was our special time, lying there lost in the escapism of our reality and as I watched this actress just ages with me, there was something magica... spooning with daddy on that settee, after all he told me I was his woman of our house, and I took that responsibility seriously, seeing how girls back then as depicted in the movie did have sex with grown up men.Of course all girls were like me in that sense, we were being prepared for sex thanks to our hormones and eggs before adding the media. It is evil and hurtful, nothing to be gained by it.I am a research biologist working mostly on bodily fluids, so I am not very rich. We made friends only with rich people because Carrie has been on a power trip ever since the day she married me. Her father was a drunk of the highest order and she grew up in abject poverty. Her mother's brother put her through school and she even made it through secretarial school. She was a striking beauty and still is. At the age of 36 with a 16-year-old. Then I started to abuse her and she started to enjoy my pounding, ohh ahhha eehhh ho, I took out my cock and she said to not to do that again when I entered her again she let eeeehhhhhh oohh uhhh. Suddenly she farted and said that she want to poop. I told her that this is her punishment and she have to control. To increase her problem, I took her to the washroom and applied some lube on my cock and on her ass crack. She got shocked.And said no, cause if I penetrate now definitely she’s going to. “I was twelve the year you were born.” She raised an eyebrow skeptically. “What difference does it make?” “Carmen, you’re awesome. But I was in a relationship with an older person for nine years and it was its own hell. I don’t want to put you through that. I don’t want to be a creepy daddy, I don’t want to be in charge.” “Then don’t!” She shook her head. “We don’t have to be any of those things.” She rested her hand on mine. The touch thrilled in my skin. “Don’t worry, Jack,” she said.