“Show me what a pretty cunt you have.” Joan, feeling as if she were dreaming, slipped her skirt high, uncrossing her legs. The girl saw the lacy p...nties, and made a soft hissing sound. She thrust her finger into her cunt and openly finger-fucked herself, her eyes burning as Joan parted her own knees. The creamy flesh of Joan’s thighs above the nylons sent shivers of anticipation through the pretty receptionist.“Beautiful, Joan,” the girl murmured, flicking her finger in and out of her cunt.. Nathan got up and looked at the sobbing girl with a grin. Her disheveled look made him feel like a god. He picked up the tablet that was sitting on the table, and took it with him to the bedroom.Connor's eyes welled up with tears. He was beginning to realize that he might never see his manhood again. He knew that for tonight, at least, he would have to be Nathan's sex object."That a girl." Nathan said with supreme arrogance in his voice. "I wondered how long it would take you to come back. After which we started kissing again. With her warm kisses my lund got erection again and I started slow jerks in her choot. I withdrew my lund from her choot and lifted her legs up so that her knees met her shoulder. I entered her choot again. This time it went in easily and fucked her hard. All the while she was moaning- aaaahhhhh, oooohhh.Aur jor say. Chodo jor jor say. The fast movement of my cock entering her choot and coming out for the next thrust, was giving me immense pleasure. After. I enjoyed the holiday season back then, never letting anyone forget what Christmas was really about. The last Christmas we were together we attended midnight service singing His praise. By New Year’s Eve she had left, moving in with some man that I had no idea even existed. She never voiced any interest in seeking custody of our daughter. I’m glad she didn’t. My love for her became the only anchor in my life. I lost my job, my health suffered from complications with diabetes, and I battled.