” Quinn positions his fuck tool against Nikki’s tender young cunny. “Now daddy is going to give it to you!” He finishes by thrusting into his ...asping daughter.Her tight pussy feels like heaven as he pounds the young teen.“Oh! Oh! Daddy yes! Yeeesss!” She cries in orgasm, her fingers scratching at his back.Quinn would have wanted his little princess’s first time to be gentle, loving, tender. But his lust for his daughter brought out something in him. Something primal ... something dark.He grabs. “Wasted time, precious time,” he recollects. “I didn’t know she was already here and she didn’t know to wait for me here. I sat here until dark before getting worried enough to call her only to find she’d been upstairs all along. No, I’ll never do that again and now she knows better, too.” A few of the staff scattered about the gallery had been present on that awful day. Back then, they didn’t realize what was supposed to happen, so they took no note. But in the years that have intervened,. I turned again to the table, took another sip and set my drink down on the bar table. My phone rings and I slide it out of my pocket and flip the top up. Joanne was on the line but I could barely hear her so I ducked backed behind the jacket and next to the pillar. “Where are you?” I yelled into the phone. “I’m running late,” said Joanne. “I’ll be there in about 30. See you then! Love you, Girl!” She hung up but I remained on the phone as I found myself again staring into the crotch of this. She did not try to spot him as the fingers found her wet panties. She could feel the mans fingers as he dug into her pussy, driving two thick fingers deep past her silky panties. “Dam, this bitch is wet!”, he exclaimed to his buddies.“Bitch”, the word burned into Molly’s mind like a dagger. She had sunk into a new low, her body being ravaged by this gang of black men. She had heard stories of gang rapes, and cringed at the thought of what a victim might go through. But now, at this moment, she.