"The park wasn't really called Puddle Park. That was a nickname. At the bottom of three steep hills, the park filled with water after any rainstorm. T...e local weather forecaster would report how much rain we got by how much of the swing sets were submerged. High and dry above the depression were parking lots for visiting citizens."So, Daddy, will you take us? Pleeeeese?"'Us' was the shortcut for my daughter and her four closest friends. They went everywhere together. On our first outing, I got. "Yes, you are," she said, "and I've never had a better one. You're bigger, harder, more tender, you feel better inside me, and your tongue thrilled me beyond anything I've ever felt. I should have known it wasn't your father . . . maybe I did . . . I'll have to think about that." She walked away down the hall.Lisa hoped Roger was asleep. She didn't want any prying eyes while she undressed and was wearing no bra and panties. As she walked, her blouse rubbed on her nipples and her thoughts went. He told me to lie on my back. i lay near the edge, my legs in the air against his shoulders. My back was rolled upwards, my ass off the bed. He got the head of his cock inside and slid in and out part way a few times then stopped. He said “Are you ready for dis black cock, white boy?” i hit the poppers again and, with my head buzzing, said “mm.”He slid all the way in until his crotch was pressing against my ass. i hadn’t expected it all and let out a big groan. it felt awesome! He just stayed. Had I sent out those invoices on time? Was the meeting on Monday at 8 or 7? I stopped at a red light and rolled my rigid shoulders one by one until the steely compacted muscles began to twist and release with a creak. Man, I needed a drink. I checked myself out in the rear view mirror. Okay so if I ditched the glasses, took down my hair and put some lipstick on, I might look acceptable... attractive even. A pang of doubt flashed through my mind, "I should really go home and get some paperwork.