“Daddy…” I whisper, desperate to get fucked now, and Daddy replies in his quiet, scary way, “Daddy’s going to fuck your little pussy, baby�...” and there’s the rubbery smell of a condom, and then Daddy’s cock is inside me, deep inside my pussy. Daddy knows what I need. He fucks me with the belt over my eyes, and it feels so good, and it hurts, and I grunt like an animal and lift my hips and push myself against him, trying to come, and feeling the carpet rubbing roughly against my back with each of. ” He said. We exchanged contact info and set up an appointment with them for the following week.After leaving their place we continued knocking on doors. As we were waiting to cross the street Riley said “You know, I wonder what it felt like to them while they were in us. Must feel pretty nice or they wouldn’t do it.” Having wondered the exact same thing I told him we should find out but we didn’t have lube and our money was carefully budgeted. He said he carried a little extra so we popped. But I was not getting a chance to interact with her. I was trying to touch her boobs but could not complete it fully because my wife was in the house only.As my wife had gone to the bathroom that morning, I quickly entered the kitchen where my mom was cooking. I then grabbed her boobs and fondled them. Mom was a bit shocked and pushed me and warned me not to do anything wrong as my wife was still at home.I was waiting for my wife to go to her job as she joined the boutique of her friend last. The police had beenvery good with their advice, and after a couple of days she had openedthe front door to them, stepping out onto the driveway and calmlyreading from a prepared statement. She wore the yellow and white summerdress bought by the hospital staff for it, her hair tied back, andallowed the photographers to take dozens of pictures. She hadn't posed,just stood there holding her mum's hand, and declined to answer anyquestions.It had not sated the press frenzy, of course. There were.