By now my cock was ready to rock and roll again. She peered down at my stiff willy and said, "Oh, I think someone wants a treat." We went into the bed...oom. She lay down on her back and spread her legs. Her flaccid but still engorged cock shimmered in the dim light. I got onto the bed and slid my hands under her ass. She took my signal and put her legs up in the air spread eagle exposing her beautiful ass. I gently pulled her cheeks apart and studied her asshole. Slowly I lowered my head down,. " "I always thought that there was something going on between my father and you." "Was I right?" he asked. Greta started to cry and John put his arm around her shoulders. Greta looked at him; "Your father and I were lovers for years after your mother died." "We had discussed marriage just before they found out that he had cancer." "He wouldn't marry me after he got sick because he didn't want to be a burden to me and he had to make sure that the business was on a sound footing for you to take. I tried to push it closer to his fingertips, willed him to touch it. “I think you’re ready,” he said. The fingers slipped out. He reached for a condom and starting fumbling with the wrapper. “Damn,” he said. “Skip it.” He looked up. “You sure?” “Skip it,” I said again. I sat up, found the tube of K-Y, spilled some in my hand and reached for his dick. When he was good and slick, I lay back and lifted my hips enough to slide a pillow underneath. Steve kneeled between my legs. I. The pleasure was unbelievable. I started gently jerking my cock. His fingers came out of my arsehole and there was a moment of silence. All of a sudden I felt something touch my arsehole. It wasnt a tounge but it was bigger then a finger. He was starting to mount me. I was about to have a 7 inch cock inside me. Sam slowly pushed his cock between my arse cheeks allowing my man hole to adjust around his thick meat. It hurt. It really hurt. But it was pleasurable. The pleasure far outweighed the.