Rebecca was with me the last time I stopped to see Meghan at the stadium. "That girl has a strong attraction to you, Mister," she said laughing. "We d... not have a big enough bed to add another woman, but if we did, I'd like to take a run at that one."Meghan was in her mid to late twenties. She was sweet natured, kind, soft spoken and polite. At five foot ten, she was tall, big boned, and carried about fifteen extra pounds all on her bottom. She had what we used to call a 'cushion made for. Another twenty were at a legal aid office, filling out government forms for people that could barely read. It was something that stayed with me when I went into politics. Another few hours were spent on daily notes. The rest were spent with Veronica.Roni loved Elvis Costello's song Veronica. She would hum it all the time. Whenever we were about to do something daring, or even just a bit risqué, she would sing the line, "You can call me anything you like, but my name is Veronica." Her name in. "Does that feel good, sweetheart? Do you like feeling Daddy's big dick inside you?" You moan over and over again as your head snaps from side to side. You spread your thighs further apart, enabling me to push even deeper inside you. "Yes, Daddy, that feels so good. I’ve never felt anything like this before. Please don't stop... I love you Daddy..." I have no thought of stopping. We are alone in the house and no one can hear us. I rise up on my knees and pick up your sweet little hips in my. No matter how much you grow, you are still my sweet little baby doll” he slowly pulled her on to him which she obliged approvingly as her nighty rode just above her waist.. His hands now on her bare waist touching and tingling her as they smiled and adjusted to each other’s bodies with her boobs pressed along his chest, and his cock grazing through his pants to her pussy over panties..“This is so good daddy…” she giggled moving her hips up and down to excite him more under her…“yes.