I was holding back my orgasm at that point.I ordered him to suck on my shaft. as he did so he reached round to my bum & fondled it every now & then li...htly poking my hum hole.I'd never experienced any bum hole pleasure before either.I ordered him to bend over to feel what its like to be fucked like a girl.He obliged.I lifted his skirt,then his slip,I dragged my fingers along the silky knickers saying they're mine aren't they?-yes he said;I nicked them out of your laundry basket a few weeks. " She said, brushing tears."Promise?" Yes ... I promise."So all of a sudden my daughter had recruited my mother to help us next summer, and we hadn't even been in the house an hour.Actually it was a great idea. I remembered seeing pictures of mother on a horse as a teen. She looked very happy. I didn't remember why she had given up riding; probably put it aside when she became a wife and mother. I didn't expect that my father would accompany her. Maybe someday I would be comfortable around him. Fast forward to about 1992. I was attending a small business college in Des Moines, Iowa where I lived at the time. I rode bike to and from school. One day on the way home I was going down a hill on the trail I was riding on. As I applied the brake to slow my descent the brake malfunctioned and the pad wedged under the rim, stopping the front of the bike instantly, throwing me over the handle bars superman style.Thankfully I hit the grass and dirt, but chest first as I lifted my chin as I made. Shhh, shhh… he whispered into my ear and I found myself relaxing again, gaining control of my breath. My body was still trembling though and Gordon held me warmly. I turned towards him and buried my face into his hairy chest. I felt safer in that moment than I have ever felt before. Gordon grabbed my hand and guided it slowly to his cock that was still throbbing with lust. I stroked him slowly. He then reached behind me and grabbed my ass tightly, then started to play with my asshole with his.