It seems his right hand refused to leave his cock alone. He never creamed again, but the skin on ol’ Fat Boy was a little chafed the next morning. A... he stepped through the door, leading from his master bath through the dining room toward the kitchen, he stopped in his tracks when he saw Shelly in the kitchen.She was wearing an old, thin, long t-shirt and pink panties. With the full length, glass back door open, the light was shining through the shirt, presenting another vision of her naked. There was a very heavyfeel of sex in the air.We worked our way through several corridors, seeing a few people on theway. Most of them giving us knowing looks. Well, at least everyone knewwhy I was there! He led me into a small dressing room and when we got in,he squeezed up behind me and started kissing the back of my neck. That'sone of my hot buttons and always gets me going!I started grinding my ass back and could feel his cock through his pants.He was already pretty hard and from the feel,. Yesss."I grasped her panties by the sides and lifted them up the length of her legs, and off. I held her by the ankles now in front of my face, careful not to strain her too much. With my cock now slick with both my own precum and her juice, I pried apart her tender cheeks and plunged in. "Oh God! Ahh! Daddy!" I fucked her little round bottom slowly, keeping my shaft somewhat shallow at first, letting her get used to it, checking for blood while I thumbed her clit. I saw her hands reaching to. We haven't," she admitted, but upfront about the issue. "Oh," I said simply, trying not to make an issue out of it one way or the other. "And I just don't know how it would be with him. How it would be with anybody," she said. "I'm older now. I don't know how desirable I am." "Desirable?" I echoed. "Well...he seems to think that you're desirable." She gave me a doubting look. "Well, he's never seen me without my clothes on," she said. "Things change." She paused. Having gone that far, she.