Lauren. Prideful to my heritage, I must confess that I am a horrible man. Every night, well... Before you sutured your vagina, I would dream of our daughter- our daughter who is now present. Impurity is a curse, yet a gift, I know what you people are thinking. You disgusting perverts. I do not think of spreading the legs of a teenage schoolgirl, with my hardened cock being founded by the saliva. No, I do not dream of shoving it down her throat, until I climax and smack her over, to a pose of where I can grab her breasts, fondling of which, as I would thrust my rockin' cock into that swiveled pussy, smelling fresh, upon the girlish moans, no, I do not