But its not really "fucking" I know the difference... Daddy is on top the whole time. His slow strong strokes are gentle and he's very careful not to hurt me...even though it still hurts... He looks in my eyes the whole time...he says he loves me over and over. We have deep passionate kisses the whole time. And when its time for my Daddy's cummie...he buries his face in my shoulder his lips kissing my neck and I feel his heavy breathing. Daddy cums inside me. His dada throbs and I feel him shake as my blowjob cummie overcomes my body...I shake hard and moan and tremble...we hold each other for a long moment...then Daddy looks in my eyes and kisses me... This isn't "fucking"... Me and my Daddy...we made love. That's what it's called. When Daddy jerks my little pink panties down and shoves it inside me hard and fast while I'm bent over the table and Mommy's doing laundry....THAT is "fucking". But when Daddy looks at me with green eyes full of love and gently pushes dada inside me on my bed or on his and Mommy's bed and he is so strong but so gentle...that is making love. I don't know which one I enjoy more... Chapter Two: The Cracked Door Mommy: I know they're doing it. I can feel it. I feel like every time I walk out japan of the room he grabs her and fucks her. Its like in three minutes they can have sex and then get right back to masturbation normal... I noticed last week when she kissed my cheek after I did laundry. Her breath smelled like dick. My husbands dick of course. I nearly lost it right there... My daughter sucked off my husband while I was down the hall! And that day he was in the shower... I'm not fucking stupid. They must think I am. Laura was not japanese in her room and I saw those wet footprints leading to the closet... He fucked her in the shower... I just didnt have it in me to say anything... Fuck why can't I do it? Why can't I put a asian stop to this... Its like I'm a stranger and a servant walking through this house... Like I have to serve in silence. Make the meals, clean the clothes. While my husband shoves his cock in my daughter's mouth or in her pussy every single time I'm out of sight... He comes to bed on a Thursday night. What happened to Justin's seed? The tv turns on. “Kiddo,” He whispered back. She went almost crazy over this, because none of the other guys that had had her, though they were very affectionate, had taken things this far. Carissa whimpered and ran her hands languidly along the back japan of the sofa, slowly rolling her head from side to side and baring her teeth in a tortured grimace as she blowjob fought to keep control of her traitorous body. I saw her take a big breath and her vagina masturbation started to tense and spasm. We had obviously fired our weapons. “You know I did.” Ava trembled against mine. She wasn't a full member yet, merely an initiate. She led me down to the first floor and then towards asian the gym. “Yes daddy, stretch my tight teenage Asian asshole. For your wives to engage in sihaq with each other.” Her eyes were japanese fixed on her brother's pants as she talked. I think she started to piss again because of the electroshocks.