Predator
That would be me. Hey, at least I admit it, unlike some prudes here who rave about i****t and p**o stories and then have the to tell me that I'm outta line!
Having recently ****d my 22-year-old daughter to the point where she's now catatonic in a loony bin, let me provide the Good Christians here with even more reason to condemn me. (That is, after they've finished whacking off!)
Four months shy of my *************, my father died. My Hesus Freak mom immediately designated me the Man of the House, with Dominion over her and my two younger sisters. I replaced my dad in the master bedroom, which I didn't mind, since my mother had a gorgeous face and body. Her hot, wet slit eagerly welcomed my throbbing cock. She screamed in pain, but submitted---because it was God's Will---as I fucked her in the ass while firmly gripping her long black hair. You see, to her Baptist way of thinking, the fact that I had a dick meant that The Lord wanted me to control her. And her daughters.
My sister Lucy was 9 at that time, while Gwen was 7. I didn't fuck them. Not then. But my mother insisted on "The Morning Prayer," wherein she and my sisters would gather around me after I woke up. All three females would disrobe as I stood watching, my prick turning into concrete as I watched their debasement. Mom would then kneel before me, bow her head, take my erection in her hand, and place it on top of her hair. She would pray to my cock. You see, Mrs Bible-thumper proclaimed that a female wasn't worthy to worship me, because I was God. But by dick was Jesus, and she would pray to it for guidance and mercy. Then, at her direction, Lucy and Gwen would take turns doing the same.
Gee, I wonder why I feel that I can do whatever the fuck I want to a woman or girl?
Having recently ****d my 22-year-old daughter to the point where she's now catatonic in a loony bin, let me provide the Good Christians here with even more reason to condemn me. (That is, after they've finished whacking off!)
Four months shy of my *************, my father died. My Hesus Freak mom immediately designated me the Man of the House, with Dominion over her and my two younger sisters. I replaced my dad in the master bedroom, which I didn't mind, since my mother had a gorgeous face and body. Her hot, wet slit eagerly welcomed my throbbing cock. She screamed in pain, but submitted---because it was God's Will---as I fucked her in the ass while firmly gripping her long black hair. You see, to her Baptist way of thinking, the fact that I had a dick meant that The Lord wanted me to control her. And her daughters.
My sister Lucy was 9 at that time, while Gwen was 7. I didn't fuck them. Not then. But my mother insisted on "The Morning Prayer," wherein she and my sisters would gather around me after I woke up. All three females would disrobe as I stood watching, my prick turning into concrete as I watched their debasement. Mom would then kneel before me, bow her head, take my erection in her hand, and place it on top of her hair. She would pray to my cock. You see, Mrs Bible-thumper proclaimed that a female wasn't worthy to worship me, because I was God. But by dick was Jesus, and she would pray to it for guidance and mercy. Then, at her direction, Lucy and Gwen would take turns doing the same.
Gee, I wonder why I feel that I can do whatever the fuck I want to a woman or girl?
14年前
