The one that makes my heart flutter. The one that fleetingly crosses her face before she dies."God, Talia. It's all gone wrong. I'm sorry."I can't tel... her. But owe her an explanation on some level. Perhaps there is no changing fate. Perhaps events always find a way to re-stitch my timeline. If so, short of jumping every day and risking further side effects and health deterioration, it might be my last afternoon with her.That thought cyclones through my head. I swipe at my eye before the tear. His cock scraped the most sensitive nerves inside her, assuaging the hot, burning itch she'd been feeling all day.She inhaled sharply, surprised as she felt the first tremors of an orgasm rippling through her. Her whole being convulsed around him in one heated wave after another. She felt his insistent pounding hesitate, his whole body shaking as he came, too.They came down, breathing in unison. "Hi," she said when she trusted herself to speak."Hi, yourself," he said. He kissed her, a tender,. ”I thought daddy was worn out and couldn’t get it up to do me one last time, but apparently the idea of having a willing rape victim pushed the right buttons, and daddy put me on my back and really did try to fuck my brains out. It went on for a long time, and I got hoarse from screaming when I came. Finally, we collapsed on our soggy bed and daddy pulled the duvet up over us. We went to sleep, naked, in each other’s arms.We were used to sleeping in the same bed, so we slept from sunrise until. So many that TC had to make a liquor store run to replenish our vodka supply. We were feeling good and relaxed on our cushy gimungus bed of comfy in the loft. After a couple hours TC got to feeling frisky and we started making out again. Things got a little rough and TC rather aggressively rolled me from my back to my stomach. He was kissing the back of my neck and kissing my upper back…..then he slapped my ass….HARD. It didn’t feel bad and kind of turned me on a bit, but then he hit me.