.. Maybe these are nice!”“That's it,” the tattoo artist groaned. “Make sure your daughter's pierced nipples are perfect,” he growled. “Dam...n, how small is your husband's dick? You are tight.”I shuddered, my mouth full of my naughty daughter's nipple so I couldn't answer him. The tattoo artist's dick was huge. He stretched me open as he drove into me over and over. It was incredible. My eyes fluttered. I moaned around my daughter's nub as he drove into me again and again. The silky friction built. Steven gasped as he saw the image of the girl in the mirror. He realizedit was him, but he would have sworn that he was a she. He turned to hissister and beamed at her, giving her a huge hug. He giggled as he feltthe dress shift around him, listening to its rustles. Sarah knew thetime was right, so she took her brother's hand and led him to the sparebedroom, to play.Sandra, Sarah's mom, was shocked as she saw Sarah and Steven enter thespare room. She could tell Steven was just as shocked. . with a hard-on... to hisfriends on his Facebook page. And those women out there in the boutique;they had used him for their sexual pleasure! He felt miserable, hopeless,and a flood of tears appeared from nowhere and ran down his cheeks."Oh my little man," comforted Kate, her blonde hair falling in front ofher shoulders as she crouched over him on his chair and planted softkisses on the front of his blond hair. "And I thought you were lovingyour first day at Pretty Boy. When I saw you in the. .She stopped suddenly, staring right at him; for a moment he thought he'd been caught staring, but: "You know he dumped me on the way to a funeral? Can you believe that? We're heading to the airport, and he pulls up right to departures, so I go, 'I'll wait for you inside, ' and he's like, 'I'm not going, remember?' only he never actually told me." She started pacing again. There was more?"I find out later he ditched me because my Grams basically asked him whether he was gonna pop the question..