Pulling back, he raced up to my face and finally, for the first time, kissed me. I could taste my juices all over his face as he thrust his tongue int... my mouth. "See how sweet you taste, baby?" Yes daddy." More kisses."Let me fuck that pussy, little girl." His dick was already pressed into my crotch as he kissed me."Okay, daddy." I was now very nervous. "Where are your condoms?"He laughed. "Oh no, baby. Daddy's don't use condoms. Not with little girls like you." "Don't get me pregnant, daddy.". I never felt quite so alone when there were unread pages for me to devour. Some of those books I had read repeatedly. There were passages that were memorized and characters that would speak to me at the oddest of times. Then one day I realized that the characters that were speaking to me weren’t from any book or story that I had read, but rather from books and stories that I had yet to write. It was an odd revelation, that. I had dabbled in writing, in creating my own style of storytelling. I. Fifth, Miss Muffy isn’t afraid to gape open a bit and let me peek inside – I really love that. Sixth, she is almost always wet and lubricated just begging me for attention. Seventh she smells so fucking good. (Thank you so much for sending me the used panties!). Eighth, she has an equally appealing next door neighbor that is just as attractive (but she isn’t the topic of this particular paragraph). Ninth, you are so willing to share her with me! Despite your eagerness to have me in your. .." Yes what?" further demanded Gabe."Yes I...I...want to..." I stammered.Still not satisfied with my degradation, Gabe challenged, "Want to what?" Want to be yo...your...slut..." I answered completely humiliated and degraded.Still not satisfied with my humiliation, Gabe asked, "What do you want us to do to you?"In my mind I screamed, "Nothing...do nothing - LET ME GO!" but I knew this would only make Gabe more cruel so I answered, "I want you to fuck me and let me suck your cock. I...I want to.