.. just let us be good father and daughter. I will never make the same mistake again.” I feel my world crumbles as he says these words. “Go to be...d.” He says. He then switches off the lights and leaves me in the darkness. I cry and slump on the floor. I hate myself for making my father detests and loathes me. It disgusts me that I have made my own father hates to even touch me or look at me. I blame myself and nobody else for the grave horrible mistake that I have made. I simply sit on the. I found him dressing out a buck that was hanging from a limb. I didn't even see the one who shot me until I turned to sneak back to my truck to call the state cops on my radio. That's when I got hit, and I only got a glimpse of him standing there in the trees with his bow as I staggered a few steps and fell over the edge. Damned arrow hit me like a sledgehammer. I was just lucky I landed on my back."Anyhow, as I was lying there thinking my time was up and wondering who was gonna raise my kid, I. "Aren't you awfully confined in there"? "Take it out" I replied. Her eyes never left mine as she unzipped my pants and removed my cock from its restraints. "God, I love young cock. You're so hard. Doesn't that feel better"? Still staring into my eyes, she stroked my shaft as I groaned in appreciation. Releasing my cock, she rose to her feet and, slowly, unbuttoned her blouse. After letting it fall to the floor, she unzipped her slacks and pushed them down over her hips and thighs and stepped. As we locked lips he gradually repositioned his body on top of mine. When I felt his dick stiffening he raised his head, and said, “Hope you aren’t tired, because I have plenty of fuel left.”“I’m only half empty,” I replied with a horny smile.“Good, turn over bro,” he answered, before moving his body onto me.Blaine commenced brushing his cock into my crack and began his unhurried prodding. For the next thirty minutes after that, he fucked my arse sensually. Slow, fast, hard, then gently. I had.