It was a feeling of being defenseless, helpless, hopeless.“I pretended like we were an ordinary father-daughter family living in an ordinary quiet n...ighborhood, keeping busy with work and school, just like everyone else around us. I took up a routine, trying to forget the pain, trying to hold together by thinking about my Mom.“I would often hide in my room and cry until I fell asleep. Whenever I could see the moon from my window, I would pray for my Mom, for someone to come, to rescue me.“I. Why didn't you tell me to come over later then? I ask her, she says, well I've been wanting to talk to you in private for some time now and I figured this would be the best time to do that.She put the rolls in the oven, pours herself a big glass of wine and sits down on the sofa. I said so what's up? Well I've known you for 15years now and not one time have you ever made a move on me. I was kind of shocked to here her say that so in response I say back, I think your hot possibly a little drunk. I screamed in joy ahhh tna mota hai yeh, ahhh lagta hai. Aadat daal le ab tu iski, tere liye ab hafte mein 4-5 dinon ki baat hai yeh ek baat tu iske hisaab se faill jaaye, phir tujhe jo sukoon milega, kisi aur mardd ki baahon, ya lund se nahin milega. Ahh madarchod, nikaalo isse meri choot nahin sambhaal pa rahi isse, dardd ho raha hai bahut.”Salim took this chance seeing that was not used to the cock and that was causing me much of the pain at the moment. He turned my head as he started to. " Smiling with her cold, hard eyes she backs away from Shae and sits on a stool the gimp has placed for her. It moves over to Shae, running its rubber hands over her wounds, sometimes gouging or pinching, other times rubbing and caressing. It works its way down her body to her abused pussy. It leans in and sniffs her folds, cackling and bouncing at it's prize. Pain rips through her head, and she feels the urge to vomit as she watches it reach back and strap a hard metal cock onto it's.