He slammed into her before withdrawing, almost leaving her, she whimpering in protest. His fingers touched her lips as he told her to be quiet – he ...wasn’t going anywhere. Then he slammed into her again, more violently yet never hurting her. She grabbed for his shoulders, her breath taken away from the sudden force of him. She was not in pain, yet she felt afire. Nothing felt better, however, than this. He could never hurt her, she was his wife and lover – all in one. She was his. *** Later,. ” I was a little taken aback but answered, “Your past wife, Maker and a blonde human, who was she?” “Ahhh of course the important loves.” He said to himself and answered me more loudly, “She was one that I fell for but found that I loved her too much to bring her into this life, so she lived hers out and passed on quite a bit ago. Still I do not regret my decision, although she never forgave me for it.” “So when you bite into me, do you see pictures too?” He gave me a faint smile, “No, I sense. " Yes, Daddy."She stayed in her room most of the evening; I got a forced smile when I called in to say 'goodnight'. She wasn't a happy camper. I'd stripped away another layer of her childhood, and I didn't feel great about it myself.I hated being that severe to my little girl, but she needed to be aware of the dangers. I'd almost been a jock, and I'd know many jocks pretty well; I knew that they'd do -and say - anything for more pussy.From the way that Melissa looked at me as she left our house. My tongue started working, slowly, along the bottom of her sweet cunt, the fluid having a mix of salty-spice taste to it. Miraculously, I could feel my prick starting to grow again, my shorts still around my knees."That's it, honey, eat Mommy's sweet pussy and play with my nipples." Sara leaned her head back and closed her eyes, emitting a long, low, moan as my fingers found her rock-hard nipples while my tongue delved between the folds of her pussy."Now, right at the top, that little nub?.