He told me he’d give me a lift to the next town if I would be a naughty girl for him, and let him watch me play with myself. His thing was voyeurism, and I didn’t think it would hurt anything. It was just touching myself with an audience, and at least he was being up front about what he wanted. When we got to his place, you could tell he had a family, and he brought me straight to what looked like his daughter’s room. He nodded toward the bed, so I took my clothes off and lay down on it, but he immediately barked that he wanted my ass in the air. I got on my knees, face in the bed, and pulled my panties aside. I started to touch myself, trying to get into the mood of it. Slowly, I was getting aroused, and then I was playing with myself for real. I could hear him breathing more and more heavily, stroking his meat, and that actually kinda turned me on. The next thing I heard, he was blowing his load, and I was close. So, I definitely wasn’t expecting his cock to jab into me. He started calling me by some girl’s name, and talking about how happy I’d made Daddy, because Daddy always wanted to fuck his babygirl. He was fucking me and picturing his daughter?! All I could do was lay there and take it, because he had such a grip on my hips that I knew I’d have bruises there tomorrow. The one time I tried to lift my head, he punched me in the back of it, so I didn’t move…