"What?" she said, swivelling her head to see the intruder. She had been so caught up in the activities on the bed that she hadn't heard anyone enter. ...A tall, slender black girl was looking at her."I said Mom and your daughter are a hot sight." It's disgusting," the woman spluttered. "My daughter is a good girl. She wouldn't do such sick, perverted things unless she was forced."The girl turned to survey the scene on the bed. "Don't look like she's being forced to me," she said coolly. She swung. This carried on for what seemed an age until Janet obviously orgasmed on my face and finally they both got off me. I was sobbing and unable to move, everything hurt, my shoulders, my neck, my jaw and most of all my stomach.Kathleen knelt down and Janet squatted on the bed, "Fuck me Janet look at the marks my heels have made on him, he is going to have some serious bruises soon". She pulled me up into a sitting position, still sobbing as I started to rub my tummy. Janet had her hand on her. I asked her a few questions and then said bye mam. Finally my semester was going to finish and I was sad as I won’t be able to see her and talk to her. But this turned as an opportunity to me.After my exams were over I messaged her and got a reply instantly. For the first time I talked to her for hours. We talked about our hobbies, and asked her about her children’s and her husband. From that day we used to talk every time. But she would not chat with me on weekends as her husband used to be. His beard was trimmed short and neat. Little One loved the feel of his beard against her cheek. Little One’s finger began to circle her clitoris. She dipped into her vagina to moisten the tip and went back to gently rub her sensitive spot. The scent of Daddy’s cologne filled her mind again as she rubbed harder and faster. Her arms were around his neck again, his strong hands pressing her breasts against his chest, her feet off the floor. Daddy’s blue eyes were looking at her as she floated.