It would act differently too, doing strange things at the worst times.And when I looked, really looked, I was terrified. What I saw was what had cause... me such pain. I saw what was used to hurt me, torment me. I saw what was displayed to my horrified nine-year old eyes, covered in my own blood and feces, after it had been used to cause the most horrific pain I had ever felt. It was the thing with which I was to be tortured again and again, until I was that mindless meatbag waiting for the final. What about that flat upstairs, you ain't got a tenant and..." No," Margaret blurted out with a panicked look on her face. "No she's ... well..." I am seventeen," Abigail told her with a scowl."Ah well. It's just. It's a one bedroom flat, no telly and..." Sounds perfect," Jake told her.Margaret took a deep breath. "I don't think your ma and pa will be happy with the idea. Certainly not that flat."They'll be fine," Abigail muttered. "Can I see it? Would I be able to afford it?" The phone went. He withdrew for a moment, the woman gasping for breath, spunk and saliva dribbling from her mouth but David only gave her a few seconds before driving his cock into her again. He pulled her hard against himself, her face pressed into his tummy as he felt her throat contracting around his cock.He closed his eyes and suddenly the woman’s face changed, suddenly it was his mother’s face that he was fucking. He heard a voice, it was the man by his side encouraging him, telling him to make her gag. ” Ava adjusts the angle of her hips and suddenly I’m feeling warm wetness at the base of my shaft. Oh my god! Is this her wet pussy I’m feeling? Just the thought excites me so much, I’m getting closer to cumming. I keep massaging her and she’s rocking back and forth on my shaft, just a little.“Is this better, Ava?” “Yeah this feels better, dad,” Ava replies with a dreamy voice. Ava’s breathing is getting heavier and it doesn’t take long until she starts tensing up. Oh my goodness! Is this the.