I tried to be quiet as I sobbed, tears running off the sides of my face. My innocence was being taken from me by the man who had raised me. Again, it ...asn't long before he came. I could feel the powerful eruptions of his cum going deep into my vagina. But the aftermath would be different this time. He would not allow me to get myself cleaned up. In fact, he forced me to lay there as his seed dribbled out of me. I had to go to sleep in a pool of my father's ejaculate. It only got worse from. .. precious... pussy." I smirk at him and order, "Pull these damned jeansdown to my ankles. And do it right." I'm not sure what the WRONG way would be butI figure the more abuse I heap on him the more he'll obey. He finally gets thoseplus-size, wide-in-the-hips jeans down over my full thighs and thick firm calves. My legs really are shapely, just big at the same time. When they're down and I stepout of them, he neatly folds them and sets them aside. I grab the back of his headand pull his. But please keep it to yourself, Gemma. This is an unusual occurrence. The Personalia don't normally offer short trips to Rehome, and they would not want it to get around." O.K., I'll come. I want to meet you and Grace and see what attracted Derek to you both." She described the directions she had been given, to meet the Landership.Marjory next called Grace Robertson. Once again, she was at her lodgings in Liverpool. "Hello? Who is calling?" Marjory Phelan here, Grace, calling from Rehome. I did it again, pulling her open a little wider. She seemed sealed up, with only a small hole inside. I was pretty sure a penis should fit in there, but I couldn't see how. My mouth was watering, making my tongue slick as I slid up and down over her vagina. I loved her taste and how she quivered when I licked her. Her hips shuddered suddenly, she seemed to tense up, then release."Still good?" I asked between licks."Ohhh...yesyes..." she said. "I can't help shaking like that...oh," she responded.