"Hey babygirl." Forsyth Pendleton Jones the second whispered in his deep, raspy morning voice as his sons girlfriend wandered into his room.
"Hello Jugheads daddy." She greeted with a smile on her face.
"Do you get me my ranch covered potatoes?" He asked, hungry for ranch covered potatoes.
"Yes Father Forsyth." Betty bowed down and got on her knees and began to pray.
"Oh Mother Elizabeth, you will make a fine nun." Father Forsyth praised her. You see, the thing no one knew about him was that he was actually a top-secret priest and owned a church in the back of his pink van.
"Thank you Father. May the lord bless me on my journey to Bethlehem where I shall give birth to baby Jesus." Betty said as she stood up.
"Now give me my ranch covered potatoes girl!" Father snapped, slapping Betty's round booty-booty.
"Of course Father." She said, grabbing the play off the floor and doing a big slut-drop. She twerked until Father finished his potatoes.
"Sugar-plum! Daddy!" Jughead called out as he entered to room. "Let's have a threesome!"
I hope you enjoyed this I put a lot of work and effort into it.
