.. but..."I am very close to him now, our breaths swirl and mingle with each other.My breasts rub against his, bra on bra, black on red. A pained look...lashes across his face, but I am smiling at him."Dana," I call. "I know you're in there." Claire..." Daniel interjects."I'm not talking to you, Daniel," I say shortly. "I am speaking to Dana.Dana are you there?"Daniel closes his eyes. I see his eyeballs reaching to the top of hishead as he concentrates. The effort seemed to almost be killing. Main papa ke pass gyi aur papa se kaha kya hua…to unhone kaha kuch nahi….main apne papa se bohot pyaar karti hoon isliye maine papa ka lund pakar lia aur uss par phoonk marne lagi aur papa se pucha ki zyada dard horaha hai???….mummy papa meri iss harkat par hansne lage aur kaha ki tum apne room mein jao….main apne room mein chali gyii…..uss din raat ko main papa ke lund ke baare mein sochti rahi aur sapne mein bhi papa ka lund hi dikha….subah uthkar main apne school chali gyi aur apni friend. Dad tried to get her into rehab, but she refused. It wasn't long until Dad found out she was selling herself to support her drug habit. He confronted her about it and she told him, "Fuck off, it's my life now and if you want a piece of ass from me, it will cost you two hundred!" Just before I turned two, she disappeared and wasn't heard from until I was three. Dad received a letter, postmarked from the Dominican Republic. Mom told him she fell in love with her Dominican pimp and ran away with. I turned to him and we kissed.“That’s it”, she said, “kiss him like you kiss me”.I opened my mouth, yielding to his probing tongue. Arm around my shoulder he drew me to lie next to him, keeping his mouth pressed to mine. A hand ran over my thighs and took my cock. His tongue squirmed in my mouth and I met it with my own, I copied him and grasped his hot, thickness. It felt so different to mine.We lay together snogging for an age, him over me now, his chest to mine, wanking each other. Then he.