‘Don’t,’ I managed, and my father stopped, looking at me. ‘What did you say?’ My father was advancing toward me. Danny was standing again a...d he was wiping at his bloody nose. ‘Leave him alone,’ I repeated. I knew it even before I said it, that this was it. I rocked back from the blow, feeling the sting on my cheek and a sharp pain in my jaw. ‘You little slut,’ he said, hitting me again. I was ready this time, shielding my face, and he hit the side of my head. My ear was ringing. I peeked out. Monique pulledout one of the sponges from my vagina and held it up for me to see - itwas so foamy. My orgasm slowed and finally stopped, and Monique pulledthe other one out of my vagina, and set them both aside. Then shepulled the last sponge from out of my bottom, and I finally felt likeall my parts were not filled to bursting anymore.Looking in the mirror, my crotch was filled with so much foamy soap, Icouldn't even see my pussy - evertthingbig foamy soapy mess."Pretty good cleaning, don't. I barely gave it to him and he was already had me face down on the bed and balls-deep in my ass hammering me hard. It hurt. My hair pulled back, this cock hitting my insides hard with no regard for my pleasure, and him slapping my ass… I loved it! He yanked me up and twisted me around and threw me down on my back, I barely got my legs up and he was pounding me hard again. The pain was intense but the sleazy way he was using me had me hard. Then the nipple torture began. While he was fucking me. I stopped cleaning, and he turned me around. He went in for a kiss and I quickly returned the favor. Our mouths opening and tongues colliding as I got more comfortable. I knew instantly I wanted his body, but he knew they I had to take it slow. I moved my head to his ear and nibbled on his lobe moving down his neck kissing him softly. My hands where everywhere on his body, moving from his torso to his back to his sweet round ass.In an almost choreographed movement, we both took each others.