The pain is not quite as much as I feared, mainly because my pussy is oozing lubricating juices, easing your passage ... this is surely a reaction fro... fear, I mean, I can’t possibly be being turned on by this assault, surely not, surely I can’t be! What kind of a vile slut would I be if I actually found your sick attentions to be enjoyable? I almost vomit at the thought but, before I can do so, I realise that we have an audience.Behind me, standing on the other side of the barred cell gate,. .. " she stammered. "Look, there's something inside... " At that point, she said no more, for the "something inside" had fallen out, right into the center of the palm of her hand.It was, of course, an engagement ring; I'd purchased it from a jeweler back in New Jersey two weeks earlier. The moment was at hand. Taking both of her hands in mine, I rose to my feet. Realization began to sweep across her face; her eyes seemed to grow wider and rounder by the second. Spontaneously, I burst into song.. She used her two hands as if she were inching her imaginary panties down. Then her right hand began to play with her vulva."Sally you hear the stairs creaking as your father climbs up to your room." Yes, I hear him coming. I stop playing with myself because I don't want him to catch me." Sally, I am your father and I am in your room now. What do I see?" You see me standing facing you with my panties pushed down to my knees." Yes, I can see you have wet your panties and I can see the urine that. All of them made him look like he'd been beaten within an inch of his life and they were dynamite. It was verified that the man had slept for fifty years, and that the company had paid his claim the whole time. Employees whose names were withheld swore that he appeared to be in his mid twenties and looked like anybody else on the street. The supervisor at the DMV was interviewed, and confirmed that she had examined Bob's fifty year old license and found it to be valid. Everyone in California.