More.”I gently acceded to her wishes and pushed my finger in further. I knew I should be feeling more guilt about doing what I was doing to my daugh...er, but after having had my fingers in her pussy as much as I had over the past weeks this didn’t seem so much different.“How’s that, honey?”“It’s fucking awesome, Daddy.”“You like getting your asshole fingered?”“Soooo much,” she moaned.“You going to make that hot little cunt cum while Daddy plays with your ass?”“Yes…Oh, fuck, yes!”I began slowly. I'd be pretty loose after pulling a train and Stan was due home for his first visit and I wanted to be nice and tight for him.One of the advantages of fucking Ralph and Bruce and partying with Patty was that they talked with Stan almost daily and they were able to update me on what was going on. My personal calls from Stan only took place two or three times a week and we had only talked about his return in general terms because he wasn't exactly sure of when it would be. With Ralph and Bruce he. She hadn’t a good look at the Jones boys when they were pissing on her so this would be a closeup demonstration.“Dew yew wanna aim it? It be lahk a little hose.” She nodded and the stream started. She giggled as she waved it around, wetting the shrubbery. At the end though something was happening to what had been a soft tube. It was filling up and getting stiffer.She looked up at his face, “Whut’s goin on? Did Ah hurt it?”He smiled, “Not at awl. It do that sometahmes but Ah guess yew are makin. I took him from my breast and covered myself, put him in the baby bag, and tried to get up. But one of the men was leaning forward blocking me. I sat back not knowing how to react. I couldn't threaten him. That would have been ridiculous. I just had to sit there and see what he'd demand. The worst he could do was rape me, and my vagina was already voting for that option. Shut up vagina! He leaned back and started telling me to let "Jesus" finish eating. Then he started offering me money to.