She should be home soon now, the front door clattered, then he heard her coming in, passing scrooge as she did, at the outer door, making a comment, h...e could only just hear, perhaps goodnight Mr Thomas it was too far away to hear properly. The door clattered shut, the hall light on still, he heard her footsteps on the stairs, her key in their lock, him blinking as the light went on. She stood in the doorway, lippy smudged, hair not quite as tidy as it was before, handbag bulging. She smiled. “Help me, daddy,” I begged, rubbing my clit harder. “I know you want to fuck me again. You’re even looking at my pussy now, aren’t you? It is yours if you want to stuff it full of cock again. Hurry, please, I am so wet for you.”In a split second, daddy was on me, his big, strong arms raising me up from the floor as if I weighed nothing.“Why are you doing this?” He barked, low and dangerous. “Your mother is in the other room, asleep, and now you know, without a shadow of a doubt, that I am your. Not hurt, just scared.”“Yeah, me too. Let’s try to get out of here in one piece, and let’s hope we don’t have to kill anybody, either.”She nodded, and they went to the restroom door. Tim opened it slightly and saw no one standing guard outside. He shook his head, thinking if he were on their side, he would have had one person go into the restroom and someone else stand guard outside the door.They both slid out of the restroom and entered the kitchen area without delay. There was no one else. With one hand holding the dildo and the other hand holding her hip, he fucked her with the dildo, her belly bulging every time. I rubbed her vagina and when she came, Andy pulled out the dildo at once. A fountain of squirt splashed down. But most importantly, the immense pressure in her body pushed out her colon. I looked at that big, red rose being pressed out of her body. When the tension left her body, the prolapse vanished and gargling sound came out of her gaping hole. Andy got the 7 cm.