I was your typical tomboy, always dressing in t-shirts and cutoff jeans that hid every curve I was beginning to develop. He rolled my on my back, facing the ceiling, and climbed over me, pinning my hands behind my head with one hand. Xxnx When I was 14 years old, my whole world was turned upside-down. He started stroking my hair like when I was little, it felt really nice, and I missed being close with my parents. He leaned into my chest, suckling my breasts again as he took shallow stabs into my now-bloodied pussy. “Now fuck your daddy baby.” He made me lower and raise myself on him, made me rape myself on my father.
