His sister was probably right. The two of them could no longer live under the same roof as the man who had raised them, the man who was their only fam...ly. That didn't mean the thought of never seeing Dad again didn't make him want to cry. How could he not be with him? Life was not fair...The car slowed, turning onto another road. This was was smaller, if that was possible. There were no signs. No shoulder. They traveled on in the darkness.The man coughed.Zak opened his eyes. He didn't know he. I want to feel you cumming inside me. you've got me so fucking hot. Don't tease me Bobby. Make me cum…please…."Bobby spread his legs further apart and started pumping my pussy up and down on his shaft at a blinding pace. I flew upward like a rocket blasting off from a launch pad at Cape Canaveral on its way to the moon. I felt the orgasms building up deep inside my trembling belly as he pumped still faster. I felt his cock begin to twitch deep inside me as he neared his own release. "Ohhh…sweet. ???????????? Finally,that was what she did.? Her father was a factor;he knew nothing of her involvement.? Herbrother had gotten her into the resistance, which he?d made contact with whileattending university.? Names followed;associates, friends, and finally even family: her cousins, her parents, evenher younger sisters were implicated.?Most of those were untrue, of course; by that point she would say anythingto stop the pain, to keep the fingers and teeth she still retained.? It was, as. I see them in the dirtiest of intimacies, while Amy's fingers are inserted between Marylou's buttocks and enter her anus without mercy and a gesture of pain lights up Marylou's face mixed with her pleasure. Not only I’m not with them, not only I can’t serve them as the most abject of slaves, not only they don’t torture my body... They ignore me, I am nothing to them, just a lump, a piece of meat without a name. Now Amy's fingers pierce Marylou's pussy, hard, strong, merciless, and Marylou opens.