The artist had depicted Mary lying back in what looked like a seat of clouds, wearing her blue cape, her white gown, and of course, her white veil. As... she lay there, her legs lifted by one hand towards the side, exposing her underwear, the Virgin Mary smiled affably, as if blessing whoever saw the image. Marcella combed her beautiful, golden-red hair and nervously put it behind her ear. Her heart beating quickly with outrage, she eyed the picture before her, not knowing what to think of it. She. Enjoying embarrassing her, Martin would tell her on occasions "good girl", "that's it you little slut", and stuff like that. I admit I had pulled out my own cock and had shot my load watching her wanking his old cock a good few minutes before he shot his load. She must have been pulling his old cock for a nearly 10 minutes before his cock and balls released one hell of a lot of spunk. It went all over her hand and some even in her hair. Her top and tits were splattered as she pulled it a few. She replied by saying that it was just in the next street.I put a thick coat on, pulled up the hood and went out into the storm to see if I could resurrect the car. Now, I’m no mechanic, so when I tried turning the key, I simply gave up, knowing that anything I tried would probably make things worse. Before I went back, I had a look in the boot and found a shopping bag with two pairs of pajamas, fluffy slippers and dressing gowns. Figuring that it was the only change of clothes they had I took. He ripped my pants off and then tore my underwear off. I whimpered and he slapped me and dragged me to the edge of the bed. He dropped his pants and underwear and stroked his cock. The way he was pressing me down I couldn't see how big his dick was. He pulled me over the edge and let my knees hang. He moved into position and with barely enough spit he forced his cock into my ass. I screamed in agony as my father sank his cock deeper and deeper into me. Tears streamed from my betrayed eyes, as I.