As the open girl watched nervously she continued to caress herself feeling her clit harden. The undertaker unwrapped the item a two-inch wide, foot lo...g glass tube. It was open at both ends the glass quite thick the ends slightly bulbous on the rim.He returned to the spread legged bitch and kneeling down he pushed one open rim at Keeley's exposed snatch. "Slowly," he coached, "just let; ahhh yes there it goes."Keeley's rubbing spreading fingers felt the cold glass cylinder ease inside, then. Im going to kill you and get out of here! you yell while pushing the blade harder against my throat. I can feel the blood in my vein push against the steel. I laugh again. But where is here? And what about the key for your handcuff, pet? I emphasize the final word. You lean your face into mine while pushing on the blade harder. I feel a pop as it splits my skin and the warmth of the blood run down my neck. You look down in shock and I take the opportunity. I grab your wrist with the knife still. My heart started thumping with dread, my mind quailed with revulsion when I thought of the possibilities. I wasn't virgin but the idea that my father might want to fuck me put me on an edge of nervousness I’d never experienced before. God, how gross could that be, just the idea was revolting.I slept very little that night, lying in the dark, afraid of my own thoughts, watching my father sleep on the little bed next to me. The sun burned away my nighttime fears and I saw my dad again as my. Gaaaawwwkkk?.aaaaahhhhgggg?..gggggrrrrrrkkkkk?..??Ohhhh?.sssshhhiiiittt! Ummmmmm?. Yeahhhhh, baby.?Eventually he released Ellie’s head and she began to gasp and cough, as she attempted to fill her lungs with much-needed air. Her mouth was full of the residue of sperm that Matt hadn’t already forced down Ellie’s reluctant throat. As she continued to sputter and gurgle, Matt grabbed a tuft of her hair and pulled her up to painfully stare into his disapproving face.?That wasn’t bad, bitch, but.