"I have physical and mental scars from that time. Poppa was the first man to ever give me a hug or a kiss who didn't expect sex from me. My life was a...terror until I was fifteen. They hurt me badly and a teacher finally saw the bruises and would not accept my excuses. She called children's services. A nice woman, Anna Armstrong, took charge. She and my teacher took me to a hospital and had me treated. The police went after my parents and found them in possession of all kinds of child porn. He then climbed on top of me and gave me an amazing long kiss. He pulled my tee up and over my arms, straddled me and began rubbing my nipples. He then leaned into me and started sucking them first gentle then a bit harder. He next proceeded to slide down and removed my sweatpants and undies. He immediately began licking and fingering my pussy. Suddenly I had completely forgot of my husband until I was told I was possibly moaning a bit too loud!With that he climbed up and slowly slid his cock. “This can’t be right,” Melissa muttered to herself.Livia, still wearing the shawl, gasped, “Believe me. This is the right mirror.”Nodding, the young cleric picked up the mirror and took the mirror to the front counter. “How much for this?” she asked the clerk.Looking up from his phone, he frowned. “I’ve never seen that before. We don’t sell junk like that. If you want it, you can have it.”Livia smiled, “Thank you very much.”Melissa said, “May the Goddess bless you.”As the door closed behind. His fingers continued twisting and pulling her nipples. She carefully lifted an inch or two and pushed down. A few seconds later she tried again. Pleasure slowly melted the pain. She kept the motion, rising higher each time. When she fell, her pubic bone crushed his. It added to the overcoming of soreness. Slowly the friction began to thrill her with greater and greater intensely. Jolts of pleasure, like currents of electricity began building beyond anything she had felt before, making her pant.