Sheila buried her face in her hands and in a strained whimper, the words struggling past her lips stammered "It's Dad."Those two words spoke volumes t... Maggie. Sheila's dad was a brutal self-centred man, who felt it was his duty to beat his wife and daughter into submission should they displease him. Ironically, he was a well-respected lawyer who pretended to be the gentleman outside of his home, but as far as his family were concerned, his fists were put to far more use than the clever wording. I said nothing, just pulled her closer.After a few minutes she disengaged and walked into the living room and sat on the settee. She looked up at me and after apologising for crying, she slowly started to explain.“We were supposed to have a quiet night in, but no, he’d only gone and arranged a surprise birthday party. There must have been about fifty people there, nearly all of them men. I keep telling him I’m not ready to go out where people are, so what does he do, he brings them to me. I. Maine bola ghar m leta hu hu akela or kya wo boli m ajau. Maine bola a skte ho to ajao man bhut kr rha h aj mera bhi.Fir hmne call p bat ki or mere ghar niche a gyi maine bola upar ajao stairs se.. Fir wo andr ayi or maine sath door close kr diye. Wo itni sexy swt cute hot sab thi maine angel a gyi..30-34-34 ki fig hogi uski. Fir hum dono mere room m gye or bed m baitha..Fir thodi bat krne k bad wo mere pas ayi hmne kiss kia or kiss krte 5-10min tak cont krte rhe fir usne mere Lund k upar rub. She stopped and turned around on the couch, so her pussy was on the edge. She pulled her legs back and opened herself wide.“What do you want?” I asked“Just slam it into me, hard and fast,” she said.Her eyes were glazed, and her nipples were hard and red. I stepped forward, lined my cock up, and slammed forward into her. She cried, moaned and shook as I hit bottom. Her velvet walls clutched my cock, and she was hot and wet. I braced myself and gave her everything I could. I slammed into her over.