One day she told me to have a mobile we can talk whenever we want to.I requested my parents to buy me one but the refuse. You know how these dads of m...iddle class families are. Always rejects your request in your face and you can do nothing. Bas man me do gali de sakte ho. So I was back on my schedule. The daily boring routine I was following for days.As I have seen my aunty’s huge boobs I lost interest on small titty girl. I was not even looking at them. All I know is aunties are way much. "Mom, I wouldn't use the credit card you share with Dad, he could get someone to trace it. He could also be pissed off enough to report his car stolen. If possible, we should abandon it somewhere." Both good notions, where do you get these great ideas from, anyway?" she asked."The movies and TV mostly — but it does makes sense." We'll do all of that tomorrow, let's rest, get a real meal somewhere, then 'go off the grid, '" mom said.This time I let a Hyatt person get all of our stuff out of the. "I'm yours Daddy, you own me forever, I will always be yours. I love you my Daddy!" I cried out.Daddy violently shoved his tongue into my mouth, and rammed his cock against my ass as hard as he could sending another shot of cum into me. The cum exerted so much pressure on my prostate that my cock erupted between us, covering Daddy's hairy belly, and my hairless one in my cum. Again it was the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. I wrapped my arms around Daddy's neck and kissed him back with all of. Then they took me to a house and men would come and use me. Three years later I got pregnant; I don't know how. They wanted to stop the baby but I told them I would kill myself. They moved me to the farm and I didn't have to do so many men for a while. My baby Anna was born and then two years later my beautiful boy, Pavel... Pasha, as I called him, was born.I had to work hard to get my body back and I was one of the prettiest girls. They would bring rich men out and have parties for them. One.