It was hurting and I wanted it to stop yet at the same time, his pulling me back like this was causing his cock to press deeper, sending my pussy into...spasms."And is this what you've been wanting ever since Cathy? For me to take you just like I took her that day?" Oh God! Yes!" I groaned as vivid images flashed through my mind of him taking my daughter.I felt his cock move deeper as he leaned over my body to press his mouth close to my ear. Still gripping my hair he whispered. "Then you'd. "Yeah, fuck me," I moan. He slides inside me and I arch my hips to meet his until he is buried to the hilt inside my pussy. He removes himself almost completely and slams back into me. Keeping my hips in time with his thrusts, I wrap my legs around. I wanna touch him so bad. The need to feel his body under my hands is killing me, but I ignore it. Pretty soon he pulls out and flips me on my knees, I can't support myself on my hands, so my face is buried in the cover and my ass is in the air.. The telltale sign gripped his body mercilessly. The dream grabbed hold of him and held him hostage, forced to relive the day that changed his life so long ago. The sun was particularly strong, its heat beat down upon him while he was walking to the nearby store, casually strolling down the sidewalk. As he finished crossing a small street, a strange feeling began to spread through him. He paused his stride and he looked down at himself in confusion when it suddenly happened. An alien sensation. Dr. Waters was thirty-one years old and quite an attractive woman. Herred hair was tied back in a professional manner that matched herconservative attire. She wore low heels, a knee-length skirt, a whiteblouse and a short jacket. Her make-up was minimalist and tasteful."Good morning, Mr. Wilkins," she said as she took a seat across fromhim. She introduced herself and told him that she was there for hisusual private therapy session."What happened to my usual psychiatrist?" Fred asked."Dr..