Please read the first part for you to understand the continuation. I and my 21-year-old son Raj reached home filled with embarrassment. I was flushed ...all through the journey and even after reaching home, I did not know how to react or even what to say any further. I guessed Raj was also going through the same thing since he did not even look at me, forget saying a word.Once inside the house, my son quickly retired to his room and locked himself up and so did I. The previous night’s incident was. Daddy bought me the Rolex for my birthday. Years later I found out he used my trust fund ... the rat.Mother had said, back in 1928..."Let them know we are nobody to be trifled with," and I was doing that to the very best of my ability.The senior smartass said, "That's not school time," as she looked at the hall clock."By golly, you're right," I said as I turned left and walked into the Principals office. I marched up to the desk and said to the secretary, Miss Wilkins, "Your school clocks are. I need a hard fuck, a deep fuck, a long fuck, and a wet fuck. Oh baby that feels so good, I love how you are playing with me."I placed my hands on her shoulders and turned her so her back was against the shower stall. I then crouched down to get my cock at the same level as her cunt. She still had a hold of dick and as I pushed my cock toward her she guided it into her dripping pussy. I went all the way in on the first thrust. I reached down with both hands to grab her buns and lifted her up so. My 40DD’s breasts and my scars showing. I told him no man will ever love me because of these and because I can not have his c***d.“I am ugly even you rejected me,” I said crying.Daddy hugged me tightly sitting beside me on my bed. He told me I wasn’t ugly, that it was all in my head. That I was a lovely beautiful woman just like my mother.“Prove it, daddy, make love to me as you do to my mother,” I sobbed.“I can’t Princess it is wrong,” Daddy said to me.I threw my face back into my pillow.