Here it comes.Carrie greeted her parents as they started up the stairs. "I just put a pot of coffee on to perk. Did you guys sleep well?" Yes," Harrie... said."No," Evan remarked.They settled around the kitchen table. The original two chairs had been expanded to four from a purchase at a garage sale. Though different in design, Carrie had painted all the chairs white and purchased matching cushions."They want to talk, Carrie," Darrin said with a worried look on his face.Her heart raced, but she. I can still remember how deep he forced his way in to the point I couldn't breathe.I cried out and tried to wiggle free but Daddy ripped my head back by my hair."Don't move," His voice was venomous. I froze, my palms down against the bed. He thrust intome a few times, his long groans sounding with a torture of their own. When he pulled histhrobbing cock from me, I couldn't stop my relieved quivering and soft cries. I thought he wasfinished with me but I was wrong."Don't move, you fucking slut,". Stay on your back slut. Pull your dress up and your panties to your knees. Play with yourself. Catherine still crying raised her dress too her waist and lowered her panties to her knees. She was totally humiliated as she reached between her legs and started rubbing her pussy with her hand."Much better," said Linda. "Now spread your legs so I can see that hairy pussy of yours getting wet for your mistress."Catherine knew she was getting wet at the humiliation and spread her legs. She had always. The girl kept her right leg dangling through the leg hold, but had brought her left leg up through so she was almost sitting sideways. Her dress was pulled tight across her lap clearly showing her crotch. Her panties were pulled a little to the side from her shifting her position and he could see her bare swollen little lips clearly. He thought his eyes were playing tricks on him as it looked like her lips glistened a little with sexual juices.He felt his balls tightening painfully in his jeans.