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Chapter 3

What kind of night is tim having tonight

A long one

Tim got into bed next to his dad and turned away from him, hiding his face in his pillow. Bb reached over and rubbed tims back tenderly. Tim recoiled and tried to move away. “Dad dont …” be whined. “What you call me?” His dad asked sweetly. “…daddy…” tim said fighting back tears of shame. “Please not tonight.” Bin started rubbing tims shoulders and nibbled on his nexk making tim squeal in revulsion.” Aww dont worry baby girl, youll love it.” He crooned as he started kissing tims neck roughly making him squeal again. He wrapped his big strong arms around his sons lanky frame, Holding him tightly. Tim struggled feebly crying softly. “Dad…daddy… please… please dont…” tim sniffed weakly. Suddenly Bob moved his huge calloused hand down to tims tiny package and grabbed onto his tiny balls in a hard strong grip that was just shy of being painful. “Ahhhggg!!! Dad don’t! Let go please!” Tim squealed. “You call me daddy girl!” Bob hissed as he gave tins balls a terrible squeeze that sent a wave of burning pain through him. “Agggghhh!!! Ohgod!!! Stop!!!” Tim whined and screamed. Bob twisted his penis cruelly and tim started crying hysterically. “Daddy dont!!! Your gonna break it!!! Stop!!! Ill be a good girl!!! I promise!” Tim begged pathetically, sobbing uncontrollably. Bob let go and cradled tim in his arms like a little girl. “Shhh shhh daddys here.” Bob whispered as be rubbed and caressed tims balls gently and lovingly. Tim sobbed as he layed his head against his dads strong chest, feeling weaker and mire **** than he thought possible. “Touch it baby girl…” bob muttered. Tim sobbed again and shyly took bobs huge cock in his hand. Bob sighed in pleasure and patted tim on the head. “Now thats a good little girl.”

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