On Thursday mornings, Stacy went for gymnastics practise before college. Dad and she were usually gone long before I was due to get up. Shrugging, I s...umped into my chair as Mom dried her hands, and began to gather my breakfast."Are you okay, Honey?" she asked, with a concerned tone."Hunh?"That made her smile. "All those years of education and still in the mornings you have the conversational skills of Neanderthal man." Eh?" I mumbled, my distracted thoughts not taking in what she was teasing. Mac explained how he was partially paralyzed from his combat injuries, but insisted on hobbling around as best he could. Pleased to see me, he invited me by for supper and to meet his wife.I'd met her before actually, several years before, on another assignment. Jane was her name, but this was no plain-Jane! A drop-dead gorgeous woman with a stunning figure, everyone was always trying to put the make on her. But she was absolutely straight, faithful and loyal to her husband. Smart,. "I had no idea we'd be going here." It still didn't stop him from snapping-away with the camera in his hands.Recognizing her sincerity, if not understanding her need, Derek began a slow-motion reaming of Miranda's asshole."Yes!" She hissed through clenched teeth. "Do me!" Gladly!" Derek replied, shoving into her as deep as he could, making her balls swing and her cock bob so violently, it almost came up and hit her in the face. Miranda raised her head higher, which made Kevin happier since her. He pinched, slapped, scratched, and bit me leaving no piece of his toy unplayed with. Hetwisted my nipples and bit at any piece of flesh he could reach, my body becoming a roadmapof his fingertips. It went on for hours. He seemed content to hurt me and listen to me cry outuntil his fingers dipped into my princess parts.I was a soaking mess…I definitely heard him laugh now. He was laughing at me. What a little whore I had to be to getso wet with my f(a)ther hurting me so.I couldn't deny it,.