"I want to hear you say it." I want you to fuck my ass!" I begged, turning to gaze into his big, sexy eyes."How do you want me to fuck it?" I want you...to fuck it hard, I want you to fuck it deep, I want you to fuck it rough!" Like this?" he said, pushing forward as he worked his knob inside me. Only now did I fully appreciate just how thick he was as he started to work it in. And with the first delicious thrust into my hot bottom I realized just how much I needed to get my ass fucked ,as much. Ssss sounding fart.Iremembered the incident in her bedroom years ago and this time her farting again gave me a tremendous erection.She smiled a little embarrassed as she knew I had sensed it.Then looking at the bulge in my tight shorts she gasped.’My God Sunil you have really grown up!’ I couldnt hold further and Itold her Ilooked upon her as the ultimate beauty and even her breaking wind was heaven to me. She smiled and beckoned me close.Our lips met and soon we were in the bedroom removing. Pete would laugh when I came back up from the mosh pit as I called it, and spank my arse raw. Tonight was different though.The theme was totters and hottys. Pete had lined up a couple of extra dancers and staff. It was a money making way. Catch them at it and offer the membership at half price. ‘Pete darling, I’m going downstairs and get a hotty upstairs ok? Watch me!’‘Your so cheeky how do I put up with you Lexi?’‘My good looks and how I can pull them in only to drop em’ And off I trotted. I. "O.K. Dylan, have you been with any boys?" Define been with," Dylan replied. I thought that was an interesting answer coming from my teen daughter."Had intercourse with," Peter clarified."No," Dylan said. I'm not sure what I wanted to hear, but I did feel some relief. But then another thought occurred to me. And it was my turn again. "Dylan, Truth or Dare?" Truth, Daddy," she said."How many boys have you, brought to climax?" I said. I couldn't believe I had just asked my daughter this question..