Your dad and I are having problems." Cindy looked up into her daughters face and waited to see if she would say anything. She didn't. So Cindy went on..."Your dad and I are..." she paused again as if searching for the right word, "We're unhappy with each other."Megan still didn't reply.Cindy sat in silence, trying to put together an explanation for her daughter, but before she could speak again, Megan said: "You've been fucking Willis, haven't you?" Megan," Cindy began to try and explain, but. Hips no longer under her control as they buck against his exposed hardness wanting nothing more than to be naked before him right now and sliding him deep within herself. The idea alone had her hands quickly withdrawing from his body and working at the button of her pants, quickly unfastening them as she let them slide down her pale soft legs, kicking them across the floor with lustful abandon. His eyes can't help but pull his lips from her body as he takes in her near naked form, the sight. I want you now." Let's go upstairs, Care, c'mon," Bill insisted."No, I said," slapping at his hand. "Don't make me wait Bill, I have you here now, I want you now. I long for you all the time and can't have you."I looked at Bill and he looked at me with a worried look on his face."What's the matter, Carree? Are you OK?" Bill asked."I'm fine Bill, except my lover is keeping me away from what I have wanted for the past two weeks. I just want to hold him, and taste him. I want to feel him in my. I loved the sight of myprick, strong, firm and glistening and bursting with desire. In the mirror I could see his too. Seeing both was good.He moved behind me and I felt the hot strength of his prick as it pressed into the cleft of my buttocks. His breath was hot on my cheek as, chin on my shoulder,he reached in front of meand gently encircled one hand round my prick and placed his other under my balls letting their weight rest in his hands. "How does that feel", he said. "Good", I replied. I.