I just fucked her faster and let my weight down on her so she couldn’t wiggle away.“I’ve wanted to do this to you since you were twelve,” I ga...ped into her hair-covered ear.“Daddy!” she gasped.“You shouldn’t have let me do this,” I panted, still in rabbit mode. “I’ll never stop. Not even after you’re married.”“Ohhh Daddy,” she whined.“You’re mine, and you’ll always be mine.”“Okay,” she huffed. I’m pretty sure at that point she’d have said anything to mollify me. I was really pounding her.“This. They will all fuck you like that and cum. Then the next three will do the same. You'll be fucked like that 4 times so all the guys can cum in you. Any questions cunt?"I said, "No Mistress, I just hope I can do all you ask of me, so you don't show my parents what I do for you. I know you'll be making a movie of everything today and I hope I can make you proud, so you can make more money when you sell it. I am nothing but a fucking whore and will do all you ask." I think I was trying to convince. I let my hand drop down, so the pad of my middle finger was tracing the tight ring at the opening of my hole. A hot moan... "Dadddddy" tore from my lips just as I dipped the digit into my clutching pussy. Back arching high, hips grinding down into the pink, pastel sheets, I worked the finger to the first knuckle as the orgasm ripped thru my virgin pussy. A small squirt of juice sprayed over my hand, the walls of my cunt spasming again and again. My body froze as I realized the covers in Chey's. I thinkletting my hair grow long was in part due to my rebellion to my jobloss, Coleen losing her dream home and the fact I always admired verylong hair. In fact my hair reached the top of my belt over the next twoyears. My wife seemed to accept this character flaw and even got to thepoint of braiding it for me as we sat in bed watching TV. I think Ibecame the daughter she never had and seemed to revel in brushing ittill it gleamed. She once mentioned it was much easier having a husbandwith.