For three years it was always the same routine, rub her back and whisper in her ear. Sometimes she would go a week without the nightmares. Other times...she had them every night for up to a month at a time. Then just before her eighth birthday things changed. “Rub my tummy, Daddy,” she said. She lay on her back and I rubbed her belly and her chest. You have heard the saying, “I can do it in my sleep?” That is exactly what I started to do. I would lie down on her bed next to her and rub her belly. “Who are you?” She asked, not particularly pleasantly.“This is John...” Lyn said, before I could answer.“Why is he here?” Sarah asked, ignoring me.“Because your mother brought him here,” said an older woman, as she entered the room, “and I’ll remind you to mind your manners, young lady. He is a guest, and will be treated accordingly.” She then looked at me, a genuine smile on her face, and said, “I’m Lyn’s mum, though I prefer Betty.”I held my hand out, but was surprised when Betty ignored it,. And you begged to join my stable so that I can whore you out to other Black men so that you can pay your reparations to the Black race for your racist sins.”Jane was stunned. She thought back to last night. She had said those things! But she didn’t mean them. “I don’t care what you tricked me into saying. I want to go back home to my parents. You better let me go or when I get free I’ll tell the police that you raped me!”Dazhawn laughed at her. “Do you think that your parents will want you back. I begin to ram you with reckless abandon. “Uh, uh, uh,uh, uh, oooh, uh, uh,” U say with each crash.“Oh, NI, Oh, arnab, Yes, I, Feel, It, yooooou’rrre making me cum,” your arrive at a short orgasm and continue to moan between each forceful thrust. By now U have both your lovely legs wrapped around me tightly, ur sexy feet touching over the small of my back. It feels so good.“Oh ARNAB, I think I’m cuming, again” u moan, “Oh yes, I think I’m cuming, oh, oh ! Yes, oh please don’t stop, please don’t.