At least I had assumed she was! It all started one evening when my wife and I were getting our groove onif you know what I mean. We have played all ...inds of sex games and I ammore than willing to play more if it means I'm getting laid! We haveplayed within the realms of BDSM, Women on top, Man on top, with orwithout toys. This time she was oral and dabbling with my unit and Imade the horrible mistake of complaining! I didn't out and out verbalizemy issues, only suggested she could take. “Sorry, right now, Daddy?”“Yes, I want to make sure you aren’t wearing panties. Oh, let me unlock your door too, in case I need Jen to help with your inspection,” Daddy winked.“No, please, Daddy,” Kate pleaded as she reached back and unzipped her black skirt and let it drop to the floor. “What if Jen or someone else comes in?” Somehow, this both scared and excited Kate and she felt a sudden urge to be exposed.“Then they can see what a lovely pussy you have,” Daddy taunted as he admired her. But so gifted. I had to have him-- now. We grab our own waists, cocks rubbing along our pelvic areas, kissing his tender lips that soon will be around my cock. I grope his bubble yet firm ass. As he gets to his knees, I stand dominate over him, as he starts worshiping my cock. This surfer boy seemed to know what he was doing, because he knew my spot already. Which gave my cock a jolt of pleasure, causing pre-cum to swirl along his tongue. "Mmm, suck it baby, you know you like it." In response;. For some reason, a bump, a rock, who knows, the lead wagon broke a wheel and toppled over. The wagon tongue broke free and the mules were uninjured, but everybody on the wagon was killed in the crash. It was unfortunate that innocent women were killed, but that's life, sometimes.The other two wagons were forced to stop because of the blocked road. The fools who were driving started to shoot at us, but they were in such a panic that they could not have hit a barrel if they were standing in it! I.