She is in the ICU, in critical condition. Ken told me to call if I needed help. I hate to do this, but I really need his help and..." Susan started cr...ing harder as she clutched the phone.Amy could hear the woman crying harder on the phone and tried to calm her."Susan! I want you to take a deep breath, and get a hold of yourself. I will wake Ken and have him on his way to Las Vegas in ten minutes. I assume you are at the hospital?"Amy heard the sound of a Kleenex being removed from its. “Oh that’s so good Daddy,” she sighed, “Do it as hard as you like, l’m used to it now, l want you to do it hard.”Jack was carried away by the whole situation, the way they had talked so casually as she had sat on his cock, the way she was pleading with him to be rough with her. He gave her upturned buttocks a sharp slap, feeling the rush of heat inside her cunt.“Oh god Daddy, l came,” she squealed, “again Daddy, harder.”He slapped her again, his hand leaving a red mark on her tender flesh, he. He shoved her foward with a blow between her shoulder blades."Hold still." he hissed. She shook and groaned as she felt his hands run up her legs to her bottom. "Nice ass." he said as he patted her. On her waist his hands moved around in front of her. Up to her breasts his fingers found her fear hardened nipples. As she felt his denim covered cock on her ass, Helen weakly begged, "God please no."He released her and stepped back. "Turn around." She turned and slumped back on the door. "Stand up. (Did I mention that Mark isn't heavy on brain power, although with a body like his, brains don't really matter all that much.) Anyway I had a plan and I put it into action three days before the prom. My shiny white Hummer conveniently wouldn't start late that afternoon while I was out in the countryside. Just about everything here is country, being that we live in Madera California about 30 miles north of Fresno. (In the middle of fucking nowhere!) So following my carefully laid plan I called.