It's violent removal triggering rivers of blood to stream down her body, over her back and ass, to drip onto her thighs, striping her leg like the sea...m of a silk stocking. My Little Girl's screams became as raw as her body.The lashes embedded into her ribs with the next strike. She arched her broken body forward this time, swinging her legs upwards, head back, she screamed as the metal raked her ribcage.I immediately saw the opportunity for the next lash, and so while she was in the arched. Is that so?’ while giving her gentle kisses.”“‘Yeeessssss,’ she hissed, getting Mr. Happy here worked up with her sexy shimmy,” Dad explained, wagging his rock-hard cock in the glow of the porch light.“So, after letting my hands roam a bit over her petite frame, I obliged by slowly placing my hands atop the outside of her firm thighs and lifting up her skirt until I discovered she was bare-ass naked underneath! ‘Well, well, little girl,’ I say, ‘looks like you forgot to put on a fresh pair of. She just couldn’t just show her tits and ass and expect the boys to fall all over themselves for her favors. It was frustrating seeing the other girls in her class get dates and she was never asked. She took a business class in high school and learned about marketing. That’s what she needed to do for her personal needs.She tried offering straight sex and she got pumped and dumped a few times. That was momentary fun but not very satisfying. She had to find a niche market where she could be. I lift the dress again, this time, I’m behind her. I go in, deeper than before, and she cursed, then cooed, then starts to taunt me. ‘Is that….mmm…. the best….wow…..uh…..mmmm….the best…..ooh….damn…..hmmm….ahhh…’ She didn’t finish her sentence. She said my name, over and over, as if she was chanting some secret phrase. Her fist balled the sheets and she slammed her other hand on the bed. I smiled at first, then I realized that I was coming closer to Nirvana than I thought. I slowed down. She was.