I played along, asking questions and listening intently. We danced around the subject for quite a while, and as the alcohol started to take effect, Ja...kie became more bold. Suddenly she couldn’t hold back anymore.“I know why she’s been so happy,” she confessed. “I heard my mother screaming with pleasure last week and saw you and my dad fucking her. I saw you fucking her ass.”There it was, out in the open. I asked what she thought about it, and if she was ok with it. Jackie was full-on buzzed. Still a bit out of breath, the two of us just lay there for a moment, Chris distracted by the television.I knew I should have turned my eyes away but couldn't. I stared in fascination at his young manhood; his skin so soft and smooth, just a light dusting of pubic hair and the alluringly soft, smooth pinkness of his penis. Being only 14, he was not what you would consider large in size, but by the relaxed flaccid size of him it was obvious that he was no longer a little boy. I could feel his. She came back smiling, stood by the bed and picked up her phone again. Standing over me like that, she took another picture of me, then seemed to text someone again.“Don’t ask me anything,” she had written, but I had to. And, I figured, if pictures of me were a part of the conversation, I did have a right to know.“Who are you texting?” I asked. “Your husband?”She laughed and shook her head. She put her phone away and laid down beside me. She let me put my arm around her, and then she kissed. While Ariel was a cute Elf Mage, Fairbough was a burly half-elf fighter and not to bright. During our few dates we had even joked that if we ever did it, would we end up making a ¾ elf. That was always good for a naughty chuckle between us, but this had me stirring uncomfortably for several reasons. One was the age difference, the other was the swelling I was feeling in the front of my pants.“Well, Fairbough think he need to roll for perception and see what else he missed,” I said. We both.