I will NOT have you growing up and becoming the gutter mouth your brother was. Go upstairs and on the way, get the bar of soap from the bathroom.�... “Mom, please… I won’t say anything like that again. I promise.” I was feeling desperate and ashamed. “Don’t you ‘Mom please’ me, or I will have your father deal with you.” she said, pointing her finger down to the kitchen where dad was fixing a snack. I got up and lifted the armature up and into. “I may pass out here tonight”……. The next two guys were just a repeat of the first time, sucking my ass inside, releasing it. My ass going back inside me. I didn’t come from either one of them. Partly because the feeling wasn’t new anymore but also because my ass started to hurt from the abuse. By the time the third guy stepped up to take his turn I wanted it to end. The guy leaned down to look me in the eyes and proceeded to tell me “Don’t worry babe….. (stroking my hair)….. I won’t be as nice. In fact, I remembered seeing him twice since the circus arrived. The first time he simply stood to the side and watched. I remember feeling exposed as he watched without even appearing to try and disguise the action.An hour or so later, he came back, paid the fifty cents and gave me a soft kiss with the hint of his tongue across my lips. In the moment I thought him to be rather brazen. However, as he walked away I remember fantasizing what it would be like to kiss him all alone in a darkened. My first daughter, Becky, was 18 years old. Valerie, my second, was younger. Take a guess---take a wiiiiiiid guess---which one my pervert ass went after first?Val seemed prepared for my first night in her bed. When I entered her room, she was already nude, laying on her back, legs spread wide for Daddy. I made her close them for the moment, so I could take some time to admire her nubile young body. And what a body! The face of a nymphet, pale skin without blemish, and the supremely erotic.