I started kissing her again. Slowly, I moved my hand down to her boobs. I gave her tit a gentle squeeze. Slowly, I moved my mouth to her left boob, ge...tly bit down her nipple, and squeezed the right boob. Gently, I started sucking her both boobs.After a few minutes, I stopped sucking her boobs and slid my hands over to her panties. My young neighbour was already wet down there. I kissed pussy through her panties and then slowly removed her panties.I ran my fingers around her clitoris. Teasing. However, she prefers it at its total 7-8 inches buried to its maximum in the depths of her soaking wet pussy. To get his huge cock a deep in her pussy as possible, she must either bend over (doggy style), exposing her beautiful pussy for easy entry or lay on her back with her legs on his shoulders (which she prefers), again her pussy fully exposed for his fantastic cock to work its way to the very bottom of her wanting pussy. Once his cock is fully imbedded, she can put her magic pussy to work,. On fucking cue. And Beth. Beth fucking believed everything."I'd been in therapy for six years. And sitting across from me, Dr. Kenneth, who demanded I call him "Jim," finally got my story. All of it. He was the first.In prison, therapists don't stay with you very long. Jim was my fourth therapist, trying to see through to my evil ways that compelled me to rape an 18-year-old girl. My girlfriend's roommate. Coldly and without apology.He was trying to figure out if I was some kind of monster.The. The following morning when I got out of bed, I was standing in front of my full length mirror, twisting and turning, to capture a mental image of what men would see, and found myself being turned-on by my own reflection. Even when I turned and caught my daddy staring at me through my open bedroom door from the hallway. Strange to say, I was more shocked at seeing him standing admiring his daughter, than embarrassed, and made no conscious effort to cover my genitalia, letting him instead, see.