He pulled my gaping robe off my shoulders as he walked, letting it slip to the floor even before we reached the bed. Throwing me on top of the sheets ... fell back spread-eagled, my legs hanging over the edge of the bed, and watched transfixed as he almost tore his robe as he fumbled urgently to get it off. Finally he stood naked between my legs, his angry cock now thrusting upward, pulsing in its eagerness to be buried deep in my pink, moist sheathe. "Daddy!" I pled, scared now, convinced. Her full name is Kammi Tanesha Okenekevwe, if you must know. But it's a name only invoked by her mother in the most dire of circumstances. When her room is discovered to be a mess, when the dishes have yet to be cleaned, and worse yet, when her mother catches the teen's eyes lingering a bit too long on her fellow girls. Yeah, Kammi has her eyes on the girls, even if society isn't too keen on that just yet. She simply can't help it though, Kammi simply has her eyes on the fairer sex. Which, all. ?She could milk a horse cock with that pussy,? another said.Big Bill looked down at his sniveling prize. ?The miserable cunt will bring enough cash on the market to repaint our bikes. Remember when you fuck with her, no permanent marks.?Big Bill passed around a box of latex gloves. I watched the men pull them over their hands. He then produced a bottle of baby oil and poured the contents generously over Dominika’s quivering body.The gang knelt down and began smearing globs of oil across. . yet... when it was all over... he still hadn't saidthat he loved her. He still hadn't used the word... "love." And most ofall, he still hadn't said that he wanted to stay with her... to do herbidding... no matter how the bet came out.And yet... and yet... he had said those beautiful words, and he had backedthem up with what he had done! Was she reading too much into it? Wasshe making a mistake? She didn't know.She watched as he put down his spoon and picked up the second of the twobaby.