I writhed beneath him and he pressed his body down on me to hold me still. I thrashed against him while he bit my nipple and flicked my button with hi... thumb. He slid another finger in me and I bit down on his shirt collar to keep from crying out again."Do you want more little girl?" He whispered into my ear."Yes, please Daddy, I want more, please," I was shaking all over, barely able to breath.He pulled away from me and slipped his shirt off over his head revealing his bronze toned chest. He. (i will of course see her again sometime and write about the experience once again)So fueled by a strong desire to fuck something that morning before work, i tried someone on my list of "favourites" someone i hadnt seen before, and it was a Polish woman going under the name Sandra, im always a bit uncertain when i see escorts from Eastern Europe as there "service" tends to be a bit hit or miss, although that being said that could happen to anyone from any nation however having been with a fair. Now, Joey, I needto ask you this, and I am so sorry tobring up bad memories, but are you>truly sorryfor you sins and for the bad things you did?"My wife pressedthe issue.> He leaned intoward my wife, his face really close tohers. He whipped off his baseball cap and held itin hishands. " I am sofucking sorry. I>never meantto fuck that little cunt, honest. Shit, I don't even like pussy>thatyoung. I mean all she hadwas a fucking little slit,no titty mounds yetand no developed cunt. But she was. "Na-nothing. I'm fine. Everything is fine," I said clenching my fists.He took my hands and un-clenched them. He looked at me softly. "Is this about your dad?"I stared at him, wide-eyed. "No! Look, I have to go." I took my hands away and left.-I opened the door to my house and looked around. I spotted my dad on the couch drinking a beer. I wanted to cry, knowing the abuse that would follow.He turned around, his face twisted into a permanent scowl. "Where. The. Fuck. Have. You. BEEN?!"I felt the.