I couldn’t live with him alone. Blowjob sex Your mother should milk me, but she doesn’t. Silently, I climbed into the bed and shut my eyes. Do you want me to be angry all the time?’
I said no again. ‘Where have you been?’ he asked quietly
I almost moaned from fear. ‘It’s because daddy’s need to be milked sometimes, otherwise they get mad. Sometimes in his enraged state, if he saw me, I would also get abused from his dreaded belt, but mostly he just made me watch mum get abused. She seemed almost completely removed from her welted and bruised body. He grunted, then rolled over and turned out the light. Silently, I climbed into the bed and shut my eyes. I slowly went downstairs, and found mum lying on the tattered couch. After I had done that for mum, I got ready for school and out the door I went into the thing I knew as my sanctity.
