Boy was I nervous and I have to admit, part of me was expecting to wake up, so I did what I saw them doing in cartoons, I pinched myself on the leg, a...d yip, it hurt. On queue five minutes after the test the doctor came out, ‘Well Mr. McDonald you are fine, I’ll pass this information on to Ms. Patrick’s Lawyers. You may follow this lady to wherever you need to be.’ Tera Patrick’s stout yet well built little blonde assistant was beautiful in her own right, but it was more of a schoolgirl. Dale pointed to a chair and said, “I’m sure he’ll be done in a few minutes. We might as well make ourselves comfortable. Would you like a beer?”“I’ll take a soda if there is one,” Betsy answered.Dale went over to an ice chest and rummaged around in it. He pulled out a drink and said, “It’s not diet.”“That’s fine,” Betsy said with a grin.She was sure that he wouldn’t be able to imagine how many calories she could burn in a day. While a soda was basically calories with no nutritional benefits,. Their competitiveness has paid off over the years. They have entered wet T-shirt contests, bought string thong bikinis, and even let us take them to topless beaches.A few years ago after a New Year’s Eve party they let me take pictures of them together naked. Janet’s husband was pissed that he hadn’t brought his camera with him. He never did get any of the pictures. I told him that they accidentally got erased. In reality I still have them on several discs stored away properly and look at them. I plowed into my daughters tight sheath. She hissed as her body writhed. Her back arched in ways that would break a humans back, lithe and sinuous. She kept cumming, overwhelmed by my Lust. I drank in her passion. It felt as delightful as her cunt spasming upon my cock. Yes, yes! she hissed. Im your whore, mother! You are! I groaned. My wonderful, delightful whore! I increased the Lust flowing into her. She screamed, her back twisting around. I grabbed a small tit, pinching her dark nipple.