His sexual equipment was scaled properly for his size, a fact Betty discovered to her delight after only a few dates. Despite his appearance, Alan was...not at all a macho sort. Oh, he loved sports and outdoors and vehicles and drinking with his buddies. But more than any of those things, he loved Betty and the kids. Through the tight financial times they had suffered, they somehow held onto a rustic cabin on a swimmable lake a few hours away. Alan would give up literally any other activity to. All those same words when said in a different perspective werewhat he knew was happening between he and Jessie. Yes, he did need to beless of a push-over when it came to the rules and household chores. But healso knew that things had changed dramatically only a few minutes ago. Andhe wondered if he could have any upper-hand at all with Jessie now.At the dinner table that evening everything seemed normal but there was anunspoken tension that Sam was feeling as Jessie kept eyeing him andsmiling.. .. ? Alright, answer it. Hello?”“Son. You can bring her back here.”“Dad. Uh, what?”“She may need a doctor, but you probably don’t want to take her to the hospital dressed like that. You can bring her here and then we’ll figure it out,” his father said.“But ... how did you... ?” Matt asked, unable to form the full question.“Debbie Woods has you on live TV. We saw what happened.”“Okay, but, how?” Matt repeated.“Parents aren’t generally as ignorant of what their children are up to as it might. ”He smiled at the writhing, panting property before Him. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, “Cum for Me now, slut-slave, right now,” He said, as he suddenly brought His hand down with great force, first on one swollen breast then the other.Her back arched as every muscle went rigid and she cried out in blissful joy. The shudders of a soul-searing climax coursed through her body again and again. A steady flow of hot pussy juice ran down her thighs. He leaned in and sunk.