She responded that she did. Michael had gone home that night and slept peacefully well, oblivious to everything that had happened. *** Michael turned ...into Broad and Vine Street and drove half a football field’s length before he turned into and parked in the hospital parking lot. He sat still for a moment and looked out his window. Many people were trying to avoid the rain and rushed towards their cars or to safety with their hands covering their heads. He turned off then got out of his car and. Julia felt a primal desire to slam the gas, but ignored it. Her car door clicked as Julia stepped out, her sturdy leather hiking boots crunching as she stood up to peer over the car roof. The tang of pine hung on the night breeze. A nude silhouette stood on the other side of the car just next to the rear lights. ‘Are you alright?’ Julia said. Her voice sounded higher-pitched than she’d have liked. The woman seemed to shiver in response, but the whispering leaves veiled the woman’s words. Julia. Over and over again. The sensations are driving me crazy. I can't focus. You lick my delicate skin and the whorl of my ear, and I writhe. The only reason I don't collapse into you is because of my rigid grip on your arms. As you continue to kiss and stroke my neck, your hands tug my dress up -- oh the wonders of stretchy knits and A-line skirts -- you slide it up my knees. You kiss me, and I pant against your mouth, trying to tell you that I won't be able to keep quiet -- that we need to stop. "God I love to see your cunt gaping open. I know now that I am ruining you for other men." I looked down and saw my vagina open and a round hole in the middle almost the exact size of Sam's cock. "Do you like your cunt gaping from Daddy fucking you?" he asked."Yes Daddy," I said. I tried to get off the bed but I was in too much pain. He had hurt me and he had no remorse whatsoever. That bothered me some, but not enough to refuse to do it again, if he wanted. Fortunately he had enough of me for.