"It was scheduled. We have all our homework. Could you... ?" Why's he, like, bothering with that bitch?" Hailey whispered a little too loudly.There wa... a moment of complete silence."WHITNEY GWYNETH, YOU'RE..." QUIET!" I snapped, turning around to Cinnamon. "Bend over," I commanded Hailey."Why?" Now!" Hailey bent and I slapped her butt, hard. The sound echoed through the office. I turned back to Mrs. Mires. "I apologize Ma'am. Her parents don't beat her nearly enough."Mrs. Mires face cracked in. The doorbell rang and it woke me. i got up to open the door and tgere she was before me. "Hello" she said in her sweet voice."Come in"I said"I have an extra week and would much rather spend it with you, hope this was ok"she replied a bit nervous."I thought you was my girl, of course its alright" I replied. When she wrapped her arms around me we kissed and I dropped the towel and had sex on my couch. I gave her a tour of my house. She made herself comfortable. This week flew by, while I worked. However shoving my cock into my daughter seemed to satisfy her needs. Betty Jo kept thanking me for fucking her. During her orgasms she shouted out, “Oh God! Rape me, fuck my tiny cunt with your big cock, make me your little whore!” Betty Jo apparently had learned a few new words during her rape. Finally I filled my daughter with her daddy’s cum. All I could think of was how glad I was that she was on birth control pills.As I lay there next to her Betty Jo talked more about the rape. The boys. The girls walked briskly towards a very tall man over six feet and with broad shoulders. He had a broad chest and his belly was pronounced under his white cotton shirt tucked into blue jeans covering his big strong hips and enormously strong thighs. He had silver white hair and a thick moustache to match. There was not a single dark hair in the thick curly hair that he combed back. He had an extremely good looking face and his mature age of sixty-nine years added grace and gravitas to make him.