I could tell that she wanted to use her mouth on me but couldn't spend the time to color her lips again. A lock of hair came loose and hung over her f...ce as she sped up. She made my shaft point upward so that I would get the feeling of penetration a little stronger. I had stopped writhing and was thrusting into her hand, fucking it like I would her pussy when she had me in cowgirl. I grabbed the bed covers and let a breath out raggedly as my cock spasmed in her tight grip and gobs of cum shot. I go down all the way to the base of her throbbing shaft and try to wrap my lips around her balls. I can actually feel the convex shape of her come tube against the back of my throat. I rub the large part of her dick head back and forth against the front of my throat. I faced in this direction so I could stimulate that part of her cock with my tongue. Which I do wetly every time I back off to take a breath. And then I take that whole eight-inch cock into my throat some more. I want to make her. Sadie left and I was grateful when Emily removed me fromthe sleep suit, nappy and plastic pants. My body wasswathed in sweat. Emily laughed as she saw the wet nappyand said that I would soon get used to wearing them. Shetold me to go and shower and then dressed in my sluttyclothes again. It felt so good getting into the shower andwashing. I stood letting the hot water flow over my body,wishing that I could let the reality of my situation bewashed down the drain with the soapsuds. I knew that. You know the rest...why didn’t you tell me,why didn’t you call the police, the school...you can’t now, no one will believe you, you’ll be the one on trial...the whole works. She was reeling. The rest of the family had a similar, if not as harsh, reaction. Mostly, they just stayed away, became strangers, avoided contact. Same at work. She didn’t tell anyone but me “the story”, as I had debunked it to the point she didn’t even know what to tell people. They made their own judgments, I didn’t.