“I got programmed before you did.”“So that’s it,” she said, nodding as if that explained everything. Maybe it did. “Did someone else progr...m me, too?”“I’m afraid so,” I said. “No point in lying about it.”“Dad, we’ve already fucked. That’s done. Nowhere to go but forward,” she calmly said. “This really feels creepy and if you touch me I’ll probably scream.”“I understand,” I said nodding. She wrapped her blanket around herself a little more tightly. “So, we’re not the Waltons ... I really have. . dangerous ... you know I can't afford to get pregnant ... you know how poor we are." She began to sob, her body shaking. She covered her face with the serape, wiping her watering eyes and the tears that were running unabashedly down her cheeks."Now, Now Nena, don't cry," Constancia said gently but mockingly, "I won't let John hurt you. You know that, but," she added, "Your going to have to do a little something for me. Something normal. Something that all of us do, but are sometimes afraid to. Meri saas bi bich me atak rahi thi kuth der baad usne sar ke baalo ko zor se pakad kar choot ko muh me pura ghusana chaha, aur uska badan sikud raha tha me samaz gaya ki woh ab amrut barsane wali hai aur turant hi usne apna sara paani merre muh pe gira diya isi samay muze khasne Bhi aa raha tha par mene wo sara rasss pi liya ab woh kaafi santusht lag rahi thi mene bhi uth kar thoda glykodin pi nliya aur wapas akar uske paas let gaya, ham fir baato me kho gaye aur dava pine ki wajah se kab aankh. The pounding bass of the heavy metal music and thrusting hands helped take me to a different place. I was only half aware of a big pair of hands leaning on my windpipe as a huge cock with a prince Albert forced its way into my tender and hot man pussy. The owner pumped and grunted as he stiffened inside me. He felt big and the sling was connecting me directly to his cock. We seemed to be joined as one as he ploughed inside me. I felt a cock pushing my lips apart and hungrily opened for it. It.