Please testify in my favor. I beg you! For my baby’s sake, if not mine! I don’t want to go to DC!” she whined now.“Yet again, we have such opp...osing desires, no wonder that we didn’t last. You don’t want to go to DC, but I damn sure want to send you there,” I informed her very coldly indeed, “now, excuse me. I’ve got work to do.”“Please ... Ralph!” Megan cried out as the guards dragged her off, having been patient with her long enough.“Jesus, Ralph, you really know how to pick ‘em!” Aaron. "Scramble 'em up." I rolled her mother to her back and had at her. She squealed and groaned and thrashed about until I found the place and the pace she liked, then she stilled, gritted her teeth and climaxed repeatedly.When I came back from the privy, more than ready for my breakfast, having worked so hard int he early morning, the girl asked. "Are you going to do it?"I raised an eyebrow at her."Kill him, kill my filthy father?" I suppose," I said. "Do you know if he's made a will?"The mother. It was our favorite pasttime for a month or two, until one night when I was at the club drinking with Lennie, and found out that the tape, as arousing as it was, didn't tell the whole story. Lenny said they only taped the first fuck that night - that the camera was off after that. He said I didn't get to see the real party.He said the friend he had taping everything for me joined the party after he finished fucking my wife and fucked her himself. Lennie said my wife sucked his friend Calvin's. "Sally laughed and looked at me, "Lucky you! Getting to sit amongst all those girly clothes," she laughed, "just wait, you know where my clothes and hanged." I unlocked the door and gingerly stepped into the changing hut. There was a sweetly perfumed air about the place mixed with the slight sweat of clothes that had been worn all day and disinfectant emanating from the floor. I found Sally's clothes and sat down a little embarrassed to see her hanging bra, panties and blouse. I looked to the.