He reached inside and stroked her bald pussy.“Did you wax this for me?”“Do you like it?”“It makes you look like a little girl. But little g...rls don’t have orgasms. Little girls don’t get touched like this.”“No,” she shook her head and gasped as Marcus’s finger rubbed her clit. “No, just like being sexy for you. Like calling you Daddy.”“Okay. You can call me Daddy, and I’ll treat you like the little slut you want to be. No more Princess and no stuffed animals. Just using my little slut's. "Then Al was holding me and I lost consciousness. I woke up this morning in my bed with Al still holding me. I have no traces of my wounds other than a blood stained blouse. My mother saved it in a bag if anyone wants it."Branson said, "Except for the end of your story, everything is understandable. It appears that Mister Chambers' actions saved your life and those of other people. Andrews left a note that he wanted to kill the two of you and then kill others for as long as he could."You. Dad put his hand behind my head and pulled it to his crotch. I opened wide and sucked his cockhead into my mouth. I could taste the mixture of his and Moms cum that covered his prick. Remembering what I had seen in the fuck movies, I sucked till my cheeks were pulled in and rubbed my tongue over the bottom side of his cockhead making him moan. It was almost like I was in a trance as I did just as he wanted. As I sucked, he started moving back and forth, gently fucking my mouth. Soon, he started. One day my old classmate called me, and his marriage congratulated him and apologized to him for not attending. I found in his voice that he was not happy even though his marriage only passed two months! Of course, it was not right to meet in my apartment, and I met with him and another of my companions in Café Ajami and I knew from him that his marriage was not successful and that he is living bleak days. My meeting was repeated and I also started to tell him my secret and he was known from.