He definitely wasn't as big as his son, that's for sure. He was just probably a bit smaller than me. Maybe 6" where i'm 6.5" his bush was trimmed shor... and everything looked fantastic, especially for his age.I spit on my hand and grabbed at his cock and started stroking. "You like that buddy?" I asked him, "Tell me what you want me to do to you" Fuck Mark you're pretty good at this, fucking stroke my cock man it feels so good" I did. I spit on my hand again and lifted his legs in the air.. My long smooth legs were folded demurely beneath me and I was holding my large and still growing breasts. When I heard Kirk breaking through the foliage I looked up. I unconsciously brushed my waist length sandy hair from my face with the back of my hand. There were tears in my wide frightened eyes. "My god," he said, looking stunned. "What happened to you?" "I don't know!" I said, my new femme voice full of trembling panic. "I don't know!" Kirk came forward and crouched down beside me. I threw. I so want to fuck you doggie but I want to see your face when I cum.I want to ride you like a slut cowgirl.In a flash dad was on his back. I mounted my dad riding his big cock.I'm going to fuck you deep daddy. That's it, fuck me like I'm a nasty, dirty girl.Grab my tits, squeeze my little tits dad.Fuck baby, I can't believe I'm fucking my da(u)ghter and you're loving it as much as I'm loving it.I'd love it more if you'd cum for me daddy, cum in my tight pussy. Make me a woman, make me your slut. I was disgusted with my self for many things. First because I should have never let myself be put in this type of situation. Second because I should have never left Matt. Third because I should be very, very mad. Yet what was I thinking about I thought about the money, and most of all the sick nasty pleasure I got from having this kind of filthy sex with 30 different men.I swear I hated myself I was thinking about every thing that happen to me since I had arrived. Remembering the position I was.