OK, I’ll accept that.”Her: “You’ve got me thinking now. Let’s figure how many times I’ve been laid. I’ve been a horny chick ever since I...started. Hell, I’ve often screwed right through my periods. No babies to interrupt either. So, if we figure an average of once a day, and that’s real low in some phases of my life, that’s 365 times forty equals 14,600. It’s extremely rare that a cock that gets in me doesn’t shoot, and two or three loads per fuck aren’t uncommon, so let’s say 1.1 semen loads. I cut across the courtyard to the Gym block and let myself in to my favourite little place, the second stall, and clicked the latch closed. I'd loosened all the necessary buttons belt and zip and dropped my pants to my knees then laid back on the toilet seat to begin the lunchtime ritual when the outer toilet door squealed open and the hand basin tap gushed water. The sound of splashing water followed by the cranking noise of the hand towel machine and the outer door squealed open and slammed. Laura and Cara had helped buff Kelly's nails and had applied a frosted polish in a light chocolate shade. All this would serve to add highlights to her naked form. Nudity was hard to capture properly on film, contrary to the fantasies of millions of men who thought of being a glamour photographer.Todd turned off most of the lights in the studio, and dimmed the rest.Posing Kelly on the pew, which he had covered with a mottled hunter green cloth, he resisted the urge to kiss her and moved to his. He grabbed the front of my panties and ripped them right off of me. The sudden exposure to cold air made my nipples tighten into wrinkled buds the size of pencils erasers. My father seized my tightened nipples and squeezed them and twisted them until I screamed out loud. Then he turned is attention to my pussy. I saw his hand reaching toward my crotch."Daddy, stop! Please, Daddy, don't touch me there!" Shut up you little whore! You let every other man in town stick his fingers in your slutty.