***Emmett considered himself a stud but Britney would have to disagree.Within five minutes, Emmett grunted as he released inside her. "Wow, thatwas go...d," Emmett said pleased.Brittney rolled her eyes. "At least one of us is satisfied. If you'regoing to cum so quickly, you could at least do more foreplay." Like what?" Emmett asked ignorantly."You could go down on me for one," she suggested."Gross," Emmett said immaturely."What's the big deal? I suck your cock for you," Brittney pointed. ” she said with a laugh. “I’m sorry that I put all of that on you last night. It wasn’t very fair of me.” “What?” was all that I could say, still not fully awake. “After my tale of woe last night, some guys would want to cut and run; get far away from this crazy woman. You could have gotten up while I was asleep, got dressed and snuck out the door, never to return.” “Not going to happen.” I assured her.”Did you sleep?” “Off and on.” she said. “That thing between your legs kept sticking into my. I bade Lillian a good night and made my way to the door when she called me back.“I know I have no right to ask this, not after some of the things I have done, but could you stay with me tonight?”I mulled her request over, thinking what I should do, and, more importantly, what Violet would ask me to do if she were here. Any other woman would probably tell me no way in the seven hells could I lie with another woman, for any reason. Violet was showing me more and more that she was not like. " His gag had prevented any outcry though he tried to say something. He could scream though that gag though. Ratso took a pot bottom that was hot and cauterized the place where the finger had been. He fainted. "Water him. I want him to watch."Some water was poured over his head and he moaned his way back to consciousness. The girls were in shock at their father's loss of his finger. They were still breathing rapidly from their bodies' response to my fingers in their cunts as well. I keep.