. take it you whore... take my cock... take it you bitch!" "The Tool" snarled."Mmmmm yes!" Rosa whined, as she attempted to spread her legs father apa...t. "Ohhh God yes!"He maintained his unbelievable pace, bringing her to one orgasm after another, holding off, not even close to coming himself. He simply cleared his mind and called upon his reserve strength to carry him on.By now the floor of the adjacent living room was a tangle of writhing, gasping, heaving bodies. Molly was on the floor on. "I don't know if this is such a good idea."She pouted. "Why not?" You ... me ... we're friends, right?" But we could be more, couldn't we?" More? We've talked before about a relationship between you and me, and that was even before I had a girlfriend." I know. And we agreed that it wouldn't be a good idea for you and me to get together. But I don't want a relationship, and as for your girlfriend, I'm not going to try and steal you away from her." I'm not worth it?" You trying to flatter. Had as well told her about the other means with which Morris had told him he could use to clear his debt – that his wife, my Mom, was to become his sex slave. He once again broke into tears when he was done telling me everything, apologising while he did.What was I to say in such circumstances? How was I to even react to all what my father had just confessed to me? At that moment, if I recall correctly, I felt like I was walking through space ... like I was in some type of suspended animation,. I looked at my tits, and Ms. Andrea assured methat both my tits and my hair would be fine.I did as I was told, and she handed me a bottle and told me to latherup. I noticed it burned a bit, and as the water washed the soap off ofme, I noticed I was totally hairless from the neck down! Ms. Andrea sawme and said, "There, that's much better! I can't have my girl all fullof nasty hair now, can I? You need to look good in a bikini," she said,as she handed me what appeared to be a ball of pink.