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On The Couch, part 2
Written by Poker
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Mary lay in bed clutching Jonathan her teddy bear. Silent tears were running from her eyes to wet her pillow. She had learned that if she made any noise she would be rewarded with a slap from her Daddy, so silent tears were her only refuge. Her Mummy had just tucked her up in bed and was about to leave for the night shift at the Seven-Eleven. Mary knew that, as soon as her Mummy left, her Daddy would be coming into her bedroom. Over the past two weeks, every time she had been alone with her Daddy, he had made her play with his wiener. Every time he had hurt her, pushing his thick dick deep into her throat and stretching her tight ass with his thick fingers. Mary had wanted to tell her Mummy, but Daddy had said that he would kill them both if she said anything at all. She didn't care about herself, sometimes she just wanted to die anyway. But she had to protect her mother.
As she lay in the dark, Mary looked at the shadows in the corners of her room, imagining that they were monsters that would spring out and attack her father when he came in. As if by magic the shapes changed until they were leering faces, watching and waiting to join in with her Daddy and hurt her. Squeezing her eyes tightly shut, Mary shuddered and more tears flowed down her cheek to the pillow.
Mick pushed open the door to Mary's bedroom. There she was, bathed in the light coming from the hall. As Mick stepped into the room Mary's eyes opened and she sat up in her bed, her eyes red and her cheeks wet with tears. Mick, his prick already hard in anticipation moved over and sat on the edge of his daughter's bed; putting out a large callused hand, Mick stroked Mary's long black hair and down across her shoulders. He thrilled to feel her trembling beneath his hands. Moving lower, he ran his hands over her flat chest. His rough hands carried on down, over Mary's slim hips and down her leg. Mick grabbed hold of the hem of the long tee-shirt that his 5 year old daughter was wearing. Drawing the tee-shirt up around his gorgeous little girl's waist, he revealed her tight cotton panties, the hairless mound of her pussy clearly visible through the thin material. "Come on Baby. Lift your arms up so Daddy can take your shirt off.".....(cont)
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