When other people fuck me, it depends I might say my booty or call it my pussy. It depends.BD: If someone else nuts in your pussy besides Daddy, do yo...u tell Daddy about it or not? Do you rush home to do an enema?AA: Hard question. If Daddy knows that said dude or dudes are going to cream my pussy, then he might not care to know, if they chose to do it or not. I don’t run home to clean unless he wants me to?BD: Ever got fucked outdoors?AA: Plenty of times!BD: Day or evening?AA: Both!BD: in. Richard came to stand at my head."Thank you, Mister Helpful," I hissed, "I will pay you back for that."He grinned at me."It was worth whatever you come up with," he murmured, "and it looks like you are going to be rather busy for a while yet."A fresh pair of boys took their places and began double fucking me, while others played with my sensitive and still tender nipples. The next hour or two was a dreamy haze of coming again and again, while the boys all enjoyed double-fucking me, some more. "What is it?" I asked"Open it, and see" My dad said with an anxious grin.I opened up the wooden box and found a huge book. I opened it up and there was a picture of my mom with a baby in her hand. "That's you when you were born." My dad said. On the next page there was a picture of mom, a little older with another baby in her arms. "And that's your sister." I then turned to the next to see Shady and I at ages 7 and 8. Then I saw me on a bike and Shady riding a tricycle behind me. "Yeah, I'm. I bucked my hips against Marcus’ hand as I freed my breasts from their lace domicile through the deep plunge of my shirt. ‘I want to see you naked.’ He whispered in my ear, almost inaudibly. ‘You are so beautiful, Alexia.’ I ignored him, hoping he would get off that subject and just fuck me. I wanted him right, there, on the loveseat, in the dimly lit living room, with Jason and some dead chick as my audience. ‘Marcus, I want you to finally make love to me. No, that’s too slow. Fuck me,.