She wanted him to slide that thing into her tiny little opening, to fill her completely.And then he did.It was like nothing she'd ever felt before, li...e nothing she'd ever imagined. She felt the pain, ripping, tearing, battering at her as he pushed. And then she felt something break, and he was sliding, sliding, forcing her open, pushing deep into a place nobody had ever been before.The pain... she felt the hurt... but... She paused, aware of him sliding deeper into her body. The ache was still. When she bathes I wash her back. We have an erotic ritual. I have to stand so I only get only a sideways glimpse of her left breast, I am allowed to fondle her wet buttocks as she rises from the bath and kiss each buttock twice. I then d**** the warmed beach towel over her. I am never allowed to see her full frontal nudity. Jess knows that I am captivated by the hiddenness of her body. She likes this dominance as she orders me to strip.Jess never lets me seee her on the toilet but she likes to. They can't go crying to hubby, so they just take it. Half the time they invite me back in a few days for another round. You bitches are so desperate for a strange cock you'll do anything." You miserable piece of shit!" snarled Debbie. "I don't need your cock, or your goddamn attitude. Get the fuck out, now!" I'll leave when it suits me, cunt," chuckled Ralph. "I might want you to suck my cock again so I can fuck that ass one more time."Debbie climbed off the sofa and stood up. Contempt filled. I still oversee things, go into work unannounced a couple of times a week and keep everyone in line. But basically by the time I was 28 I just counted my money. Too bad my wife did not stick around to see it. She had 2 more daughters and left me with them when I was 22, before my business took off. I heard later that she was hooked on drugs, and selling her body for her next fix. I don't know if that is true, but it keeps me warm at night.So at 22 I was stuck raising 3 babygirls by myself.I.