” “Does it hurt?” His Majesty asked. “No.” she whimpered in a trembling little soprano voice. Her light pink nipples filled with bl...od and quickly became erect, hard points that poked rudely straight up into the air. She began to flex her buttocks to rock with His Majesty’s long thrusting pumps. When he flexed his buttocks to drive his penis in, she flexed her buttocks to lift her pelvis slightly up and at an angle where he could penetrate as deep as possible. Then when he spread his. During all of the preceding conversation, Simpson kept sneaking looks my way out ot the corners of his eyes. Except for the bra strap, he could see my naked back. He could also see the "Y" at the top of my ass crack and tops of my butt cheeks above my miniscule and sheer panties.He could probably also see at least some of my front side reflected in the mirror. My mini bra didn't leave too much to the imagination. If he could get a good look, he could see part of my aureola peeking above the bra. Cindy, I have met someone. It wasn't planned. I tried to push her away, but she came back. I tried to break it off numerous times, but I just couldn't do it." My lips now began to tremble and I realize I am crying openly and unashamedly. The oak tree that is just East of Cindy's grave site began to blow gently in the breeze. It's crazy I know, but I took comfort in the swaying branches that day. To me then, as it is now in my memory, it was as if she was speaking to me. "You would like her. "Do you want Daddy to plug his game controller in?" I was shocked hearing his words, but unable to say anything. Knowing that with my hoodie pulled up, he was unaware that it was his daughter's friend he had been fondling and now was about to fuck her. I must have inadvertently moved my head, and I heard his pants unzip and felt him climb up behind me. His hands pulled my panties to the side and his hardened cock was now sliding up and down against my wet pussy. I moaned as I felt it part my.