I am completely flabbergasted … both by her request and the fact that she used the word ‘fuck’ twice, a word that I had never heard her say befo...e. And I wonder what kind of conversations my wife has had with Gwen that she would know that I care about a woman’s pleasure. I still attempt to argue, “But … but … Gwen, I’m nearly old enough to be your father!”She is stroking my cock firmly through my pants. “Yes, I know that, but you’re not my father … although you’ve seemed to be a lot like him. Devan shook her head and offered a smile of pity, knowing exactly what her younger sister was going through. Their mother had very strict rules, and when you broke them, you were punished. There were no second chances, and there were no early reprieves. Danica would be homebound for the remainder of the week still, except to go to school.Devan stripped off her clothes, put on a nightshirt, and then sank into her bed. She soon fell fast asleep.Devan heard something rare when she awoke the next. I looked at her, saying nothing, waiting for her reaction. She opened the door quickly and stepped into the den, then closed the door quietly behind her. I was lost in love and stretched my arms toward her, reaching for her. She stepped quickly and quietly into them. "Daddy. Please," she whispered, almost in tears, "Fuck me."I held her hips in my hands and felt her trembling. She wrapped her arms around my neck, blinding me with her thick dark hair. "Please, Daddy." Her breath was steamy and. I need it so…’ Betsey murmured. It was so degrading, having to beg him for satisfaction, but she was desperate. ‘Dammit!’ Ray snapped. ‘I don’t know what the fuck you expect from me! I done my thing. You ever think, maybe, there’s something wrong with a woman who can’t get off when her husband fucks hell out of her?’ Ray’s words lashed Betsey like a whip. Was she lacking? Was that the problem? She body ached with need. She couldn’t remember the last time she had an orgasm! She used to have one.