It was 2” in diameter but only 5” high or so. “You want it, don’t you? I stayed on the floor until my insides began to cramp and I whimpered. My breasts were all of a sudden a 32 D. I’m so sorry but, yes!” Maybe he was right, maybe I was a whore? “Sit!” Daddy was getting impatient. “Don’t waste your breath. The car ride to school was torture with the bumps of the road. He moved between my legs and stayed upright on his knees, pulling me toward him. He moved between my legs and stayed upright on his knees, pulling me toward him. When I yelped, Daddy stopped. He laid beside me and started twirling one of my sore nipples between his thumb and forefinger, pressing harder and harder as he went on. When I put the bra on, I panicked. His head flopped back and he sighed with relief as he emptied his bladder into his daughter’s throat. My breasts were all of a sudden a 32 D. The sound of sex. Pathetic.” He grabbed me by the arm and took me upstairs into my bedroom. Leave the door open. “Another after school visitor?” My dad’s voice sounded strange.
