I assured them I would be fine. It was early enough in the day that I could get down to home, and the hospital, with little worry about traffic.I made...my way down Route 1 crossing over from New Jersey into Pennsylvania. I recall pulling into the parking lot at Abington Memorial Hospital and wondering how I got there so quickly. It was auto pilot. It was adrenaline. I know I get in a zone when I drive. My "be ready for anything" persona kicks in.I quickly made my way to the Emergency Room.Our. Usually by this time in the evening this place was fairly well dead but for some reason not tonight. I pulled into the gas station and I caught myself staring after Mallory as she walked into the store to visit the ladies room. As I put the pump nozzle into the car I thought what it would be like to slide my dick into her instead of my wife and I smiledBy the time she came back out, I had refueled and found out that there was a bluegrass convention up the road a way and that was the reason. “Yes, Dad, I want Dad’s load. Breed my ass, Dad; breed me!” I am almost shouting.Dad plunges deep into my hole, holding his breath.“Mumph, Mumph, Mumph,” Dad grunts. Dad continues to hold his boy on his cock as Dad shoots more volleys into my ass, grunting with each.Dad fills my hole with cum. Dad lowers himself to rest on his boy’s back; Dad’s strong chest and chest hair rest on his boys back. Dad’s pubic hair mats against his boy’s ass as Dad’s tight nuts nestle between his boys legs. Cum and. Butthe smooth satin nighty was electrifying on my skin and my dick decided tomake a tent.Sonya ignored the erection and proceeded to tie my wrists together again.This time she tied my hands to the head bar of the bed. All this time shehad refused to let me take off my make-up or jwellery.As I lay there helpless, dressed like a girl, Sonya started playing withme. She ran her hands and manicured fingernails all over my body. She evenkissed the top of my dick. As I whimpered and moaned at her.