"All I could say was, "I don't believe it, is it truly you?" Yes, it is really me. I'm outside, can I come in? Don't worry, Mum saidso many things abo...t you I'm ready for anything!" said Dotty."Er... yes," I replied. I was so keen to see my daughter that I didn'tcare what I looked like. It wasn't my daughter seeing me dressed as awoman, it was her seeing me in my current drab and untidy state.The doorbell rang almost immediately, she really was outside, and Iopened the door. And there was this. I spent 200 bucks to get her attention and outlined Lisa's story; how Ron had taken advantage of her trust then posted her sex pictures on the 'net along with her name and phone numbers, and my plan to humiliate him as he had done to her.She agreed and also thought the rat deserved everything I planned for him. She already knew him and didn't like him much. And sure enough, ol' Ron Willis, 'the player' showed up the next weekend and Cinnamon paid a lot of attention to him and listened to him. Her mouth open, her breathing faster. Staring at me.And I stare back at her. I smile at her with my sweet soft lips, the lips He loved around Him. The lips He pushed open and entered. I smile at her and she looks at my dark, matted hair. She looks at the gash in my cheek, darkened by dried blood. At the whiteness of the bone beneath. At the slow trickle of yellow and red-flecked drool. At the maggots as they crawl in and out.She stares. Behind her hooded eyes her pupils widen. Her eyes are. Dave navigated down the hill and got us turned around. Melody had been jacking me off and I had finger fucked her until she was soaked. David cut the motor and once again we hit the back where David had thoughtfully provided a thick quilt. Melody was squealing and we were both shedding our clothes. Melody got totally naked, spread her legs and began vigorously rubbing her wet cunt. ‘Fuck me.” She whispered. Once again I was kneeling and poised with my dick at the entrance.Unfortunately, the.