He suddenly gripped my wrist tight, his face twisting with anger. “What are you talking about? What do you mean by calling Uncle Dan to join us?” he demanded, his voice a low growl.
I yanked my hand free, rubbing the spot where his fingers had dug in. “Come on, Dad,” I shot back, crossing my arms over my chest and locking eyes with him. “Uncle Dan sneaks over whenever you’re not home and pounds my ass, just like you ram into my p***y every time Mom’s out.”
“You crazy slut,” he snarled, his cheeks flushing red as if he might keel over from the shock. “You're nothing but a horny little b***h. Hell, you got caught riding your professor’s c**k a few weeks ago, and now you’re admitting my best friend has been stretching that slutty ass of yours too?”
His anger didn’t faze me…I craved the cha
