.. Sharon? Debbie? Connie? Sue Ann? They sure have nice-looking dads! You make me wonder!" Well, even if they don't fuck their dads," her father expla...ned, "that doesn't mean you and I can't fuck each other. Why shouldn't we? Here we are, abandoned by your mother and my wife, left alone to our own devices while she's out fucking her ass off. Why shouldn't we get all the love we can?"Linda heaved a sigh, trying to think straight. "I understand all that, daddy," she said innocently. "But can't we. .. but...” I glanced at the ruler she was still clutching.“I think you should keep wearing it, babe,” she said unctuously. “Keep your cock locked for me in that tight little cage. What does it matter if it's making your pecker a little smaller? You've always wanted to be my little needle-dick, haven't you? If you keep wearing it, you might start being exactly that – my little needle-dick.” She sent me a sexy grin, tossed the ruler aside, and began stroking me again.I fumbled for words. What. I quickly complied coming up until I was even with her in a missionary position. I slowly slid my hard dick in. She gasped as I brought it past her lips and into her vagina. I started to slowly stroke in and out, bringing moans of pleasure from both of us. I continued like this for ten minutes, not changing pace until Jolene cried out. “Come on you son of a bitch. I cant take this anymore. Ram me hard! Fuck me!” Hearing these profanities from a woman I thought was pure did something to. The common folk loved her, of course, because she spoke the language of the streets and never pulled a punch for sake of diplomacy.Please allow me to return to my explanation for my current residence in a sheltered institution for the mentally challenged. I tend to digress when my mind is diverted by thoughts of an erotic nature and that issue seems to be happening more and more as my opportunities at secretive coupling become less frequent under constant watch night and day.I had read recently.