She said she was d***k and all over him, one thing led to another and he fucked her in her car parked in front of the party. It was the beginning of h...r obsession with Black men. She would date White guys, but she wouldn’t fuck them, she would only fuck Black guys. Dating White guys was her way of pulling the wool over her father’s eyes. He wasn’t keen on his daughter dating outside the race. That’s the way we all grew up in that area, it was like an unwritten rule. You knew dating a Black guy. We had lived next door to these two sisters, they were unmarried, in their upper thirties or lower forties and they had become friends with my parents over the years.So, I went out into the back yard, climbed up into my tree house and, as I got out a matchbook to light one of the candles I kept up there, I looked out and got the shock of my life.In the back upstairs bedroom, my dad, Lois and Donna were all naked! Dad was sitting on the bed, Lois was kneeling on the floor, between his legs. Both girls came within a minute of each other. I pulled the vibes out, dripping, and walked past my wife to the next two women. I fastened a vibe in each of their pussies and then walked back to the roomies. I proceeded to fuck each in turn, returning to my wife for cleanup in between. I then repeated the process on down the line.Now that I was done, it was the main event. I heard a knock on a roll up door at the end of the warehouse. I walked over and raised the door. The. Jake was beginning to realize that his cheerful mornings with Melissa were what got his days off to such a good start.“January twenty-first, nineteen seventy-four,” he said suddenly.“What about it?”“That’s my eighteenth birthday. If we still feel the same way we do this morning, we could get married in Las Vegas,” he said as he walked out the door.Melissa stood there stunned. She rewound what he said in her mind. ‘Yes!‘Jake had just dropped his towel and was bending over to put on his jockeys.