Samantha couldn’t string a sentence together, just stuttering, “I...I…”. Dad unlocked the front door and she hurried inside, just as the man r...turned with the car, catching a glimpse of the fully naked young girl. “You wait for me in the living room young lady, I’ll be inside to deal with you shortly”, dad said, closing the door behind her. He apologized to the man and finished doing business with him. Samantha, who was now wearing a pair of pajamas, sat on the sofa waiting for dad. As he. The lines were drawn to just the first four days of the month. Still, there were more than thirty lines. Indicating that she was fucked at least thirty times in the last four days. It was a prison for her. But it appeared as if she had gotten used to it as there were no expressions on her face.Suddenly a door opened and a man dressed in a security guard outfit stood at the door, “Come on slut! Doc has called you.” The guard was a huge guy who covered the entire door. Veeresha on acknowledging. I open the door to our apartment. Suddenly my back hits the wall, I hear the door slam shut, and a set of lips are on mine. I can see this is going to get rough.Body flushed against mine, tongues wrestling with each other, rabid breathing. Lips still on mine, I go airborne, then I am flung onto a bed. I bounce once with my boobs flying up, I could tell he liked that seeing the lust in my eyes, he's always liked that. I don't wear a bra, as my breast are nice and perky I don't bother with one.. ....Ich bin zwar nicht verheiratet und einen Mann habe ich auch nicht an meiner Seite, aber vielleicht war ja genau das der Grund warum ich so geil geworden bin als Beate mir diese Anzeige vorgelesen hat.Der Gedanke als alleinstehende Frau schwanger zu werden hatte in der Tat etwas, aber das ein wildfremder Mann sein Sperma in meinen Unterbauch spritzt war auch beängstigend. Sofort beschrieb ich Beate was in mir vorging und erklärte ihr natürlich auch meine Ängste und Bedenken aber sie winkte.