I had to see where this was going so I replied, "Okay, let's go."I remember very vividly when he opened up the sliding glass door. I was thinking, thi... had gone to a way new level. I was straight, but I wanted this guy sexually so much. We went into the dark back yard, I unzipped and pulled my now semi-hard cock out, he looked around for a second and then took his left hand and held it while I peed in the grass. I was thinking...damn another guy's hand is on my cock. I got rock hard right in. The pillow missed me by a mile, crashing instead into the crystal jar of sugar atop the dinner table, and the resounding crash brought my daughter to her feet."Look what you did," she threw at me accusingly. But she was smiling."ME? I did it? It was your throw - you oughta pitch for the Yankees, you know... couldn't hit the side of a barn with a rocket!" Well, you made me throw it at you, didn't ya?" She stuck her tongue out at me, but I wasn't about to her licked. Metaphorically, of. He took her over to the bed and laid her down spreading her legs far far apart. He wanted to see that smooth pussy he had felt earlier. As he eyed it he was not disappointed. It was smooth with great thick pussy lips. He ran a finger between the lips and over the clit. He got to her hole and spread it to see her cunt. It was pink and inviting. He stuck two fingers in her. He watched his fingers fuck her. As his fingers fucked her cunt, he played with her clit rubbing it between two fingers and. .or more to the point, her twin daughters!Sarah and I had been at school together but in that five year period I don’t believe we had ever spoken a word to each other. When we met through a Social Networking site 25 years later she didn’t even remember me, but I remembered her; she was tall and well built as a teenager, chubby some would say, with short tomboyish hair. Now in her early forties, with a slick shoulder length black bob, she was no stick insect but toned. Not at all how I’d have.