My father, again, sat down next to me. I had never seen one “for real”, it seemed enormous. Xnxx.com Yet, this time, Daddy did not attack my top, but my bottom. I had my eyes closed, I waited for him to come out, I did not want to meet his cold eyes. I felt a liquid sink, I knew it was my blood. Daddy began to caress me, looking me straight in the eyes, with an ironic, stern tone, as if he were telling me: “I own you, you are mine!” My fear has redoubled. I looked at him, tears in his eyes, to beg him to stop. ! About half an hour after the meal, when I was asleep, totally demoralized, exhausted by two nights without sleep, he was sitting on the edge of the bed again. His tool and his cum in my mouth
