"I have been looking forward to making you cry, I am going to rub your tears onto my cock and I'm going to gag you with it" His cock was forced into m... mouth and down my throat; he wanted me to be sick. I fought it. My clitoris is bitten my stomach tenses, so much is going on for me to object. I have gotten myself into this. I don't know when it will be over but strangely I don't want it to stop. My bottom is now spread open and my anus is explored with his fingers and spit, so much pain and so. Every time he'd tried to talk to her about it, she frowned and changed the subject. Something was going on here that Darren wasn't happy with. One thing he was sure of, though, he was spending the night here alone. This would be the first time since they were married that he wouldn't be sleeping with his wife. Well, as long as you don't count the nights when one or the other of us was away. It sucked!Darren lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. His thoughts kept going back to that. Her voice was choked with emotion, "Let me take my panties off Daddy; and I can lean on the desk. We'll do it right now." We don't have that kind of time, sweetiepie; and I really shouldn't be doing what I'm doing right now. I could go to jail for this, and further more, think about your mother. You know we love each other. What would happen if she finds us doing it? Or if she learns of it later on. She'll be devastated and would probably end our relationship and I couldn't blame her. Do you. So make sure you agree to anything they say. Afterwards, ask them to trim your eyebrows too, they’re far too thick, and you’ll feel like ladies will like it more if they were sleeker. Now tell me, do you think your communication skills are good enough to talk fashion with women other than Linda?”“Not...sure...” Danny said, frowning.“Not to worry, follow my tips, and you’ll feel confident about it. Girls are expressive, and like to use their hands. So you’ve got to use your hands too, this way.