" With that said, my daughter laid the banana down on the bed and got up. I was certainly curious. I didn't know what in the world to expect. Well, I ...ad an idea and I was scared again. She slid her jeans down to the floor and stepped out of them. My heart was in my throat pounding. She looked amazing. I was in awe. I had known her her whole life, watched her grow, my little girl…But the person standing in front of me in the dim light was no little girl."Cathy..." I started. She raised one. You asked me questions and I answered truthfully and fully. Why can't you? Surely the scars are not that deep. I have heard that it is good to get your deep seated anxieties out in the open instead of letting them festering deep down." Where did you hear that?" It is what I feel. Now back to the question. Tell me about your own traumatic experience. I feel that you were not as lucky as I was. How badly were you molested?" You are only a young man, it's not proper to be discussing it with you.". Above the shop was, presumably, a flatbelonging to the owner, also with its lights turned on. There looked tobe occasional movement of shadows behind a curtain but it wasimpossible to tell who it was or what they were doing."Another five minutes and I'm going in, I can't stand this muchlonger!" I was becoming desperate."Have you ever been inside the shop before?" Lucy asked."No, I've never needed to. When I got married I went to London to buymy dress. Have you?" No, I had my dress custom made. Pater's cock!”My orgasm burst in my depths. Hot, spasming pleasure shuddered through me. My body heaved and my eyes fluttered. The hot pleasure stabbed through me. I groaned and gasped, bucking into his thrusts. My pussy spasmed on his dick, growing even more sensitive. I felt that cock piercing slam into my depths, stimulating me.The pleasure surged hot through me. I groaned, gasped, bucking into his thrusts. His meaty balls thwacked into me as I shivered and moaned. My nipple throbbed in the.