" Please, Mr. Vader, I am so tired. I haven't been sleeping well..." she scrambled, trying to find some kind of story that would make sense. But she s...aw the way he looked at her. His eyes measured her, head to toe and back again. Her rumpled clothes, the spike heels. Whatever he'd smelled earlier."I'll just bet you haven't," he spit out each word deliberately, each one cutting into her like a knife. "And what would you like me to do?" I...I just need," she pleaded, "ten more minutes, ten more. Daddy then slid onto the bed beside me and softly called "Sammie ", in a blur Sammie leaped onto the bed as Daddy grabbed ahold on me and without effort pulled me atop him and quickly had me positioned so that his huge cock pressed at my puckered asshole..I shuddered and groaned aloud as he gently eased the huge head in, followed slowly by inch after throbbing inch of his cock," AWWWWw....Daaaddddyyyy....ohhhh goooddddd...." I babbled as his cock forced its way deeper into my churning ass. When the man left the house, we gave her another 15 min to get the house in order.The living room was dark - all the curtains had been pulled shut. It reeked of d**gs. There were half burnt candles and trashy lingerie all around. A few dildos on the coffee table.The only light in the room was from the TV which played a porn movie. Andy's mother was sprawled on the couch in her bra. She didn't even open her eyes."I told you to call me before you came home?" she said loudly."I called mom but you. .." I said absently as she ground her pussy around my dick."Well, I think I discovered a gold mine," she said."Uh, where?" I wondered."Way down in Texas," she said excitedly. "I found an old article on the Internet ... from about a decade ago." I'm listening. I'm fucking you, but I'm paying attention," I said, thrusting my hips for proper emphasis."Did you ever hear of Dr. Conrad? The boob surgeon who invented the 'silly string' procedure?" she asked. "Jenny had, but I didn't want to assume.