She needed that fix just like this slut did. Princess would agree to anything or do anything for that fix just like I would. While gone I had tried to...get mine from other men. However, that never turned out as planned. Megan had the ultimate cure right beside her. That being her daddy who to me is Keith. However, he wouldn't give it up as he needed and wanted me back.I realized I was pumping and rubbing my fake dick between her legs. Megan was sucking the full length of his cock. She rubbed and. He took his cock in his hand and started rubbing it. He said, “Now you see what we do to whores like you. We are all going to fuck you. We are going to give you the best fuck of your life.”With that he rubbed his cock up and down my very moist pussy lips and then stopped on my clit. He started rubbing his cock all along my slit and rubbing it very roughly on my clit. He spread my pussy lips with two fingers and put the head of his cock in my well lubricated hole. But, when I thought that he. Sarah, I know there is no place or anyone to make it legal, but … well … would you be my wife? Even if we can’t really be married, would you be my wife?”She didn’t just pull back slightly this time. She pulled back and stepped back, looking at him straight on. “Why would you want that? I am a broken, runaway slave with one leg and an abused body. On top of that, I think I am pregnant. You could have better.”He put his hands on the sides of her face, “No, I could have different, but not better.. As if being mesmerized by the rolling waves of the ocean, while staring at her rolling buttocks, he loved staring at her shapely ass moving from one side to the other side as she climbed the stairs. In the sexy way that she looked and the sensual way she moved, a woman who had breasts large enough and cleavage long enough, she could do a bra commercial. With her height and long lines, she could work as a fit, swimsuit, or lingerie model, instead she was his wife. The only thing missing from her.