He used the drug on my boyfriend and some of his buddies. When we left, my boyfriend and the buddies that he had let rape me several times were busy f...cking each other in the ass,” she giggled.“Won’t he be angry about you and me being together?” Aimee asked Matt.“He’ll be livid, but he won’t be able to do anything about it. He won’t even be able to move while he watches us. He’ll never be able to hit you or hurt you or the girls, and he’ll do everything I tell him to do.”“I wish I was as sure. I pushed Matthew down onto his back, and took hold of his skirt. His hips lifted up off of the bed as I pulled it off and tossed it aside. As I did this I noticed that my card game compatriots had joined us in Matthew's room. Ed was watching intently as were Dave and Bill. Bill had a nice thick cock out and was stroking it as he watched us. Dave was still only rubbing the front of his and Ed's jeans. I smiled them as I turned my attention back to the almost naked boy before me. Matthew's 9 year. She gave out a loud scream that anyone down the hall way could've heard them along with the people on the other side of the wall. “FUCK!” screamed out as her whole body shook out of control. She had never before felt such pleasure, not even when Marie had eaten her out. Her pussy juices gushed out and Rob licked and slurped them up, enjoying the perverted thought that they were coming from his own daughter's pussy.He removed his boxers and quickly moved up and hovered over his daughter,. Ever. Forgive me for asking if that’s all weird. I can’t go by Esme’s salon, ever, now. I mean, it wouldn’t bother me, but I worry that it might bother you. I only think of you when I , you know, and I don’t ever want to think about anything else, ever. Just you. Did I mention that I love you? I do. I think about your hands, too, and your fingers. I like it when you touch my face with your fingers. They’re so soft, so warm, and I feel like we’re connected when even one fingertip touches me. I.