For some the pain repeats itself, never completely fading. Her father was one such person. His pain never left, it cycled like the ocean, like the moo..., like daylight. He looked at his daughter, the beautiful woman she had become, perhaps because of him, perhaps in spite of him.The incredible pain coursed though him as he held back, over the years he quelled his instinct, his desire and his staggering need. Alcohol helped for a while, but soon he needed more, the end of a needle disappearing. This calmed me a bit and he told me to lay down while he too freshened up.He eventually returned and came staright to lay next to me and without talking is went on my knees between his legs and started licking away frantically at every part of hime between his legs. I licked his balls licked his butt hole, i sucked his cock and licked the head sucked it with all my mite swurling it around in my mouth while stroking it . It was bigger than mine and filled my mouth and tasted amazing. I told him. .. and a little more." What are you talking about?" she asked."Well, Walter took my marker for five hundred. I lost that too so now he wants his money." I don't have any more money, Johnny. You took every penny I had this afternoon." Yeah, yeah I know. It's... well... I showed him your photograph and he says he'll take it out in trade."Kim's eyes widened in disbelief."No, I won't!"Johnny grabbed her by the arm and took her aside."Look this guy will have my arms broken if we don't settle this. Stacey’s pussy felt cold and neglected even mere seconds after Benita stopped licking her pussy. Stacey felt movement in the bed and kept her eyes closes yet in her mind she envisioned what was happening. Benita crawled up and hovered over Stacey’s body, her eyes never wavering from looking at Stacey’s closed eyes as she did so. Benita, the tigress, hovered over her prey and examined the face of the still-closed eyed woman. With a shift of her hips, Benita ran the head of her cock up and down.