Knowing now what I did not know then, I could understand why I was whisked away to the wilderness, I was still in my formative years, a prize catch fo... a pervert like Uncle Bertie, an old man and a young girl all alone in a cabin, Bertie had the time of his life, my belly swelled with daddies seed, and Bertie opened me to the perversions my body offered men like him, nothing was sacred, Pia was born that day, and they say Bertie's sperm was still warm on her head, he was still inside me when. “Love the way you wear that shirt and the way you shave,” he tells me as runs a finger along my exposed cunt lips.“And I like the fit of your jeans,” Shane smiles as he feels Roger’s obvious semi-erection.“Can I use your shower?,” he asks, “It was hot work getting here. “That’s fine, can I watch?,” I tease as I lead him to the shower.“Would love you to watch,” he smiles back as he quickly undresses down to a tiny white jock strap which highlights his completely tanned body.“I enjoyed your video. My wife has a good job, and is a good mother to the children. Life has treated me pretty well so far. I only live about ten minutes from the bowling lanes.As I turn on our street, Bob starts to sing the song Ivory."Ivory"You were born with a face that would let you get your wayYeah you had everything you wanted child, that is until the dayyou know you're much too fine and free, IvoryYou've been dressed in a vest, every minute of your dayYou walk into a room, stand in a lit shadeIs your timer. As he ripped it from her torso, she cried out No please dont do this! Thats right honey, he replied as he cupped her tiny white breasts, pinching the nipples hard, Keep begging me that will save you. Pinned to the bed, in her helplessness the girl suddenly gave up fighting and just cried hysterically as he lowered his head to her chest. Her nipples were incredibly pink, and already hard from his abuse, he captured one in his mouth and suckled at it, swirling his tongue around it before biting.