[R18] My father is a pervert – “My Father Is a Pervert” Chapter 62 [English]

Chapter 58 A twisted apology

The anger that had just subsided started to rise again, and I struggled in his arms: “You… let me go! Do you only think about this kind of thing! You… you…”

I struggled so hard that I almost fell off the sofa. He quickly wrapped his arms around my waist, but I was even more unhappy and kept twisting.He was anxious and scared. He had a bad temper that he hadn’t seen for a long time. He held me down and growled: “Stop messing around! What if I fall?”

And I only heard the word “nonsense” selectively.God knows I hate hearing he say I’m messing around. It seems like I’m always looking for trouble.My face turned red with anger and I started to speak fluently: “The big pervert…only wants to take advantage of me…and scolds me…let me go, you rapist…”

“What nonsense are you talking about again!” He’s face darkened.

“It’s all you! It’s all you!” I made an even louder noise: “If you hadn’t raped me…”

He choked and was speechless for a moment. His hands were still protecting me, but his face became more and more gloomy.

I couldn’t get away from him, and my anger was still there, so I couldn’t stop talking: “You big pervert… It turns out that you have always had evil intentions towards me… You raped me without telling me, and you gave me messy medicines! It’s all you… You must have done it on purpose! You must have colluded with Godiva to give me such nasty medicines…”

Before he finished speaking, he’s body stiffened, as cold as a stone.A chill ran down my spine, and I realized later that I had gone too far.I stopped struggling and looked up at him with a guilty conscience. I only had time to glance at him and vaguely caught sight of his hurt expression. He sat up with a sigh. Until then, he still knew how to protect me and put me firmly on the sofa. Then he got up and turned away.

“Brother…” I couldn’t help but blurt out “he” in a timid voice.Without looking back, he opened the door and left with a quick stride.

I sat there blankly, motionless for a long time, feeling very regretful and unwilling to admit my regret.It was originally he who was not good, he was the one who raped me, but he was playing tricks on me, telling me to leave and leave me…what…I just said the wrong thing…

I felt regretful and wronged, so I sat there in silence until nightfall, and Leon didn’t come back.As time goes by, my resentment towards him becomes less and less, but my guilt becomes more and more intense.

I always hold on to the idea of ​​he raping me, but I’m not a virgin to begin with. I’ve played with Uther and Goya many times.Moreover, if you ask yourself, I was actually quite happy when I was raped by Leon… I just couldn’t bear to admit it… let alone after that. Although most of it was catalyzed by drugs, every time I didn’t have climax after climax, my bones would melt away.And what makes me feel most guilty is that Leon is acting this way because he has feelings for me, but I…I am… towards Leon…

I don’t love him, I have stopped loving others a long time ago.I don’t even know if liking him counts…but I have been so entangled with him. Am I not using him as a tool for pleasure…

These thoughts have been in my mind for a long time, but I have never wanted to think about them.Now it comes flooding back, my conscience feels like needles pricking me, and my mind is filled with all the good things Leon did to me.I held on for a while, but couldn’t sit still any longer. I made up my mind to stand up and quietly walked out of my suite.

It was dark and the surroundings were quiet.I have walked this corridor countless times, day and night, and it is so familiar to me.And this is the first time that I walk on this road with anxiety.After a while, I stood in front of Leon’s bedroom door. I hesitated before pushing the door open and entering.

The door was pushed open silently.He is usually very alert, and he will notice me as soon as I enter the door.But this time the door opened, but there was no sound at all.I almost thought he was not in the room, but the next moment, my eyes around the room were fixed on the sofa by the window.

Leon sat there, his body bent, his face buried in his hands, inconspicuous under the dim light, like a decorated stone statue.I have never seen him in such a posture. He has always been arrogant and upright.But now he was curled up, like a defeated man, like a drunkard crying in a tavern. In such a dejected posture, he didn’t even notice that I entered the room… My heart shrank hard, and I suddenly felt sore and unspeakable.

I hurt him, such a violent and unruly person, with self-esteem above all else, was hurt by me.

I know, obviously, how guilty he is about the strangeness of my body. Although he doesn’t say it, he has already taken all the blame on himself.He felt that he had harmed me, that he had brought the medicine to make me like this, that he had been trying his best to make me recover, otherwise, Godiva would not have been brought to me. I knew everything about his burning emotions for me, his soul-tearing, heart-breaking love, but I said those words to him…

I just felt that my heart softened into a pool of spring water, sparkling with boundless tenderness.At this moment, I really want to hug him, use all my tenderness to comfort him, and erase the scars I burned on his heart.I stepped on the soft carpet and silently came to him, knelt on the ground, and gently grabbed his hand.

He shuddered and raised his head from his palms, only to realize that I existed.Our faces were so close, our foreheads were almost touching. I held his big hand and said softly: “Brother… you said you like Tangtang…”

He’s face is still hanging down, and at this angle, I can’t see clearly.I spoke again, with a soft voice: “Brother… what do you like about Tangtang?”

“Tangtang is disobedient and unlovable…” I continued, while getting closer to him: “She is also willful… always making my brother angry…”

I had already gotten into his chest, wrapped my arms softly around his neck, raised my head, brought my lips up, and kissed him.He didn’t open his lips, so I licked his lips with my uvula, but couldn’t get in. I could only suck his lips softly.

“If Tangtang doesn’t behave, brother should punish Tangtang… Rape Tangtang again… Just like before, brother can rape Tangtang however he wants. Tangtang likes it so much… Brother makes Tangtang feel so comfortable… But brother is so stupid that he ran away…”

I spoke softly and obscenely, while kissing him tenderly, pushing his body back and climbing up his lap.He didn’t resist, but he didn’t cater either. The dim candlelight blurred his handsome face, so that I couldn’t see his expression clearly. His eyes were always bright, like sharp blades, but at this time, those blue eyes were dim, covered with haze, and their brilliance was obscured.My heart softened and I embraced him more actively.Her little hands caressed his body, and her delicate lips kept kissing his face and neck.

“Brother is an idiot, he actually likes Tangtang, brother is such an idiot…”

What I said was half-truth and half-lie, and a wave of guilt and sorrow arose in my heart.My hand slowly slid down, held his penis through his pants, and rubbed it flatteringly.After all, he was young and irrepressible. He was hardened by my touch within a few strokes. I unbuttoned his pants and let the thing stand up.

Hard, towering, meridians exposed, this is his desire for me, the most intuitive and honest desire.There was a numbness between my legs, and the nectar moistened my inner hole, and the wetness gushed out from the delicate slit.I rode on his waist, grabbed the hem of the skirt and moved it up, found the right position and sat down. When the slippery soft part pressed against his hot cock, I shuddered and almost lost my body.