I was taking daddy’s cock so hard, on all fours, like the filthy bitch whore that I am.Daddy Mike fucked me hard, and deep. He kept slapping my ass,...telling me how much of a worthless fuck toy I am. I loved it.Daddy Mike came. He came hard.He pulled out from INside me.Daddy Mike: “Wait here whore”I waited, like the good little piece of fuck meat that I am. I felt daddy’s CUM INside me. It felt soooooooo good.Daddy pulled his car to the side of the house. He came in through the kitchen door,. It'd obviously be stupid to have sex in a moving car."I had a feeling that it'd be a bad idea to try the Clinton Argument with Prof, so blowjobs on the way to school were off the agenda, damn.#1: None of my other minds thought blowjobs were important enough to start a topic of conversation that could lead to the destruction of human civilization across every w-dimension. Not even #4, somewhat to our surprise.Prof said, "Let me know how he does, Robert," and then we left, with me having no. Turning Heatherinto a grown woman wouldn't change anything for her. She'd still not beable to get her life back. My magic can't do anything for her." No...I wouldn't want that," Heather said, wiping at her eyes. Then shesaid between tears when she was able to get enough air, "I've alreadygotten used to this life and body of mine. Even if I hate both. Turninginto someone else or going to another way of life would be to difficultfor me. I don't wanna grow up that quickly." Then why come here?". The quiet sobbing, as Heather knelt in front of her mother, her face buried in her lap, made Arabella stop and look at the scene, her heart aching, knowing why the tears were being shed. Arabella walked on sadly, leaving Anne to gently stroke her daughter’s hair, as she let her weep for her pain and anguish. Even though the bruises and cuts of her ordeal were fading, the memory still cut into Heather like a knife every day. Hardly a moment would pass, when she closed her eyes, did the scenes.