I had no idea how long I just sat there, thinkingabout Force and what had had done to me. But eventually, Ihad to calm down and focus on more practica...l matters, suchas getting home. And of course, getting to the doctor tosee if they could do something. Of course, I knew thatthere was probably nothing that they could do for me. I'dnever heard of any kind of normal doctor or medicine beingable to deal with something like what had happened to me.However, I didn't want to admit that... or even. Hearing the water run through the door to the bathroom, Sam looked himself over in a mirror in the living room. Realizing he needed to clean up himself, he went into the kitchen and turned on the faucet at the sink. Moving quickly, he stripped off his shirt and grabbed a towel. Wetting it, he used it as an impromptu washcloth and gave his torso and arms a quick sink bath, then washed his face and neck. Air drying, he went back to his bags and rummaged through them to find a fresh shirt, putting. She wore shoes that wouldn’t have looked out of place in a fashion show, and her crotch was covered by a tiny, black silken thong, the fabric holding a buzzing vibrator and butt plug in the raven haired beauty’s body, most likely the culprits behind the girl’s blissed out look. She looked to be not much older than Lacie herself, maybe twenty, twenty one years old at the most. The last thing the girl wore was a black lace choker, a small white ivory circle decorating the front, placed right in. And we got lost in it together...hard pumpingthrusts in and out taking what he now owned, taking his property, mytight hole holding on, needing another one and another one and anotherone, so hard inside..and slamming against my flogged ass, each poundsending shocks through my body from my ass cheeks and my dripping pinkhole...I heard his breath getting stronger...yes yes Daddy yes fill me! Ithought...Harder and harder now...almost there, hold on trisha don't cry love itlove Daddy only.