Let’s see what you got.” I shook my head. Don was finally going to get some. A part of me wanted to call Bob so he could come over, too, but I f...gured he was with Mrs. D, Marsha’s mom, instead of home. Hell, I could just holler out a window. Marsha and I went to the guest room and closed the door. I sat on the bed as Marsha began a striptease in front of me. Honestly, it did nothing for me. I was too focused on trying to hear what was going on in the other room. She picked up on that. Beaten, sliced, and left for dead,” Megan said as she stood up and slid the dress the rest of the way down her body. Her arms rested at her sides.The scars ran up and down her legs and stomach. They were faint but still noticeable like the ones across her chest. “Do you still want a beat and battered woman, one who betrayed herself and her family?” She said softly.I stood there and looked her up and down. Her white skin was crossed with scars but her eyes were still warm and soft. Her body. Her practiced ministrations on it quickly got its attention, and it began to become more rigid and expand in diameter. When this happened, she was forced to back off a little, but she still had more in her mouth than Sarah had been able to manage. She worked on his pecker for only a minute or so before she eased off. "That seems ta be what I had in mind, but I don't want ta go too far. Now, let's try my specialty, I call it "cowgirl" style."It looks like Sarah ain't gonna be able ta move fer a. She was so wet my cock slipped in so easily. "Daddy, that is so good, fuck me, fuck my wet cunt, fuck your slut of a daughter". Her dirty language was turning me on even more. My cock felt so big, I was amazed that I didn't cum immediately. Somehow I managed to last about 3 minutes which is not very long but seeing the situation I was very happy with. As I was about to cum I told Kate that I was, and she said "impregnate me Daddy, giving me your fucking spunk, give it to me, oh Daddy, it feels.