Megan shook her head and took a deep breath. The voice was quieter now than yesterday, and soon it would be silent."Did I do something wrong Ma'am?" H...h?" Megan looked at the Private. "No, not at all. You're doing a fantastic job Derrick, flawless. I'm very proud of you." She paused for a moment. "I was just day dreaming about something else."Derrick nodded and got back to the mare. "Won't be long now, a half-hour maybe."Megan studied the mare and nodded. "I think you're right." She took. Back home, before I married Fiona and Aoifa, I had enjoyed my share of the older women of the valley.I learned a lot from them.“Gods, yes,” she moaned as I slammed my dick into her married pussy. The table creaked beneath me as I worked my dick through her hot tunnel. Her heavy tits jiggled while her face screwed in in pleasure. “Show me your strength. Your virility.”“The same virility that's going to rescue your daughter,” I growled. “I might even find out if she's as tight as her. "When you, you know, got a woodie, looking at me, it just reminded me. I wanted him to react like that. We were supposed to go on a trip together."She was still wrapped in my arms. This was the most civil conversation we'd had in weeks, and I could feel things normalizing between us. Jacqui had always been a little more private than our older sister. Maybe it's the middle c***d thing, even though she was only off by five minutes. For her to open up like this was good."Feeling better?" I. I woke up cold and uncomfortable, and checked the time. It was almost2am, and the house was dark and still. I pulled the dildo from my ass,grimacing as it left my sore hole. I needed to pee, so I pulled up mypanties and heading to the bathroom. Sitting and pulling my panties backdown to my knees, I relieved myself and sighed. I was still drunk, thatwine had been strong stuff and I felt hungry. Too late for food nowthough.Suddenly, I thought I heard something and sat bolt upright. Shivering,.