“That was only part of it. Jane, my therapist, first thought I was in denial about it. But denial usually leads to repression or self destructive be...havior like drug abuse, religious zealotry, cutting or whoring around.”“Whoring around sounds okay.”“Different kind of whoring, smartass” she said. “I guess successfully confronting, then exiling Phil together put Clayton in my deepest trust circle. So my first time was both special and safe, psychologically. I don’t think you have... porn level sex. With all eyes upon her she realized that she had committed a faux pas, although whether she would have put it that way is moot, suffice to say that blushes do extend all over, from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. Bright red. The inside of her body must have been devoid of blood. She turned and collided with the store lady who caught her and escorted her back into the changing room grinning.A little while later she appeared again, this time fully dressed. She was still blushing, and. I did my best and slowly but surely, the pain gave way to unbelievable pleasure. Desire overtook me, and I begged Uncle Geoff to fuck my ass! He quickly obliged, shoving his foot long shlong up my straining asshole. Oh, yeah! Yeah! Fuck me . . . HARDER! You want it, baby? Huh? You want Daddys big fuckin dick in your tight little ass?! Yes, sir . . . please! Every motherfucking inch! Fuck me! FUCK ME!!!!!! He pounded me harder and harder, filling every fibre of my being with intense pleasure.. I wondered if I’d have her in the sack by the end of the day. I was hoping to have sex with my new and very pretty stepmother. I’d have to work to get her in the sack. She seemed really in love with my dad.“I have to get settled. I’ll see you later Penelope.”“Sure.”I took my luggage and walked up to my bedroom. I was exhausted and needed to chill for a bit. I put my wash into the hamper and sprawled out on the bed. I noticed my father left me a note near my bed. I wondered what it said.It was a.