This sent me into overdrive and I forgot about teasing him. His cock was quickly thrust into my mouth and I began sucking on him enthusiastically. I r...minded myself to slow down a bit and flicked the tip of his cock with my tongue. By this time, he had his eyes closed and head leaned back, allowing him to get lost in the pleasure. Beginning to rub his cock with my hand while sucking and licking as much of it as I could fit into my mouth, I could tell he was getting close. Hell, I was so turned. I came to the pantry and noticed the door tothe family room closed. That seemed unusual and I gave it no thought andopened it. There, before me, sat my 62-year-old father naked, sitting in achair facing the door, legs outstretched, muscles taut in his legs,masturbating. His strong body, the graying hair between his nipples, thegray on his head, and his 6 or 7-inch cock burned itself into my memory. Iremember a smile from him; I remember my own arousal; I remember closingthe door and returning. I turned back and saw he had flipped my wife on her back and was about to enter her. He rubbed his cock up and down her slit a couple of times and then plunged in going deep with the initial thrust.She screamed and shouted, “Fuck me you bastard.”And fuck her he did. He pounded her, and hit depths, that I never did. She is multi-orgasmic and had numerous orgasms before he blew his big load deep in her fertile cunt.While watching this, Sleeping Beauty had reached around and was massaging my hard. It won't work."Just eight little words. Eight little words that caused my breath to back up in my lungs and butterflies to dance in my stomach. Eight words that ensured I hadn't thought about anything else on the three hour drive here. Eight words that meant I had spent my first night here tossing and turning, restless dreams invading my sleep. Eight words that echoed in my head as I woke up panting, hot and needy from dreams of his touch.I glanced around the room to check that nothing that.