I tried to calm him down but he wouldn’t listen. Then for some reason he thought that I had known about this so he started getting aggressive. Event...ally he hit me and kept doing it. When he finally stopped he got out and left. Then I tried to get in my car but I was too weak. I knocked on your door because it was the first house I saw.” As she was telling me this she was on the verge of tears. I couldn’t believe her father had done this. I put my hand on hers and she looked up. I think she. The only awkward moment was that Joan's dad came to pick them up, not Jennie's mother." Why was that bad?" Lisa asked. We suddenly realized that Lisa and Joyce had never heard about Laura's brief and unsuccessful 'career' as a prostitute and that Joan's dad had been the indirect instigator of that very poor idea. Laura's eyes darted over to meet mine. I nodded imperceptibly and she launched into the story."OK," Joyce said at the end. "I can understand why seeing Joan's dad was unpleasant. But. He was now able to pound her cunt hard and have his balls slap against her ass hole. He would pull it out to the tip and ram it hard into her to the hilt. Harder and harder he hit the mark. In and out he went –each time harder than the first. Each time she would let out a gasp and her cunt muscles would grab his pecker and try to hold on. His huge cock was just what she wanted and she wanted all of it as she raised her ass to meet his every thrust. Sara only wished that he was in her ass hole. .fucking tearing that ass up. . .take that cum. . fuck, fuck. . .". I could feel it, I could feel his already massive cock swell and shoot stream after stream of sticky cum inside of me. I felt his cock stretch me even wider, felt his cum flood my ass and start oozing out and around his cock. He fell back, resting and still pumping his cock inside of me. My cock was rock hard, again, and as M continued to abuse me with his cock, B started sucking my cock. I reached up and started teasing my own.