I hope you can forgive me… he trails off, his hands running lightly over my back. Oh my, that feels wonderful, dont stop…I think lazily. His finge...s rest on the curve of my ass, massaging tiny circles. Its okay Daddy. At least I have you. I say, mesmerized by the pleasure radiating from his fingertips. Would you like a massage, honey? he asks, gently pulling me over to the couch, not losing touch with my body. That would be grand, Daddy! I exclaim, and hurriedly lay down on my stomach, waiting. I began to moan my fingers grasping her silken hair forcing he mouth to accept my full length, she pulled free of my grasp remove me from her warn moist mouth her eyes looking up at me. I found her hard erect nipples pressing them in a circular motion against my palms, our lips met feeling her tongue par my lips I sucked into my mouth hearing sighs of pleasure escape from her throat. I slipped my hand to her thigh she quickly spread them saying it’s yours daddy use it use you little slut as she. I saw myself blowing all of them. Then a guywalked past me and called me a bitch, and I suddenly remembered the caraccident. I remembered I was sucking him when we got in an accident. Isuddenly felt a wave of shame wash over me and knew that everyone inschool must have known and those were the sounds I heard earlier in theday.I looked straight at my food, and then four guys and two girls sat at mytable."Sara. Hey. I've heard some fucked up shit about this weekend." What did you hear?"We all. ’ ‘Are you sure he’s dead? Maybe the house just caught fire. Maybe he wasn’t home.’ ‘He was home! A fireman told me the body was blown away from the house and it’s already at the morgue.’ ‘Oh Honey, I’m sorry! I know you really liked fucking him.’ She sobbed into her pillow for a while and I went into my computer and did some stuff. I used headsets to listen to the local police band radio until I heard that the death had been ruled a suicide. Seems Mr. Big Dick had called in his suicide note..