." I couldn't believe what I was hearing! Robert was glassy eyed as he humped up and down. "He was such a jerk...THIS FEELS SO GOOD...but he was my fi...st, if it had lasted a little longer...OH YOUR DICK FEELS SO GOOD...I probably would've done it." Robert was pressed down on my cock and rotating his hips. "I used to be soft like you, he would dress me up and fuck me... EVERYWHERE... dark alleys... public bathrooms... his wife's bed!" He was stroking his cock as he rode me, I was seconds from. I smiled back before moving out of the line of view and off to shower thinking to myself that now she has seen me naked it will make our next coffee morning interesting.When I returned Sharon had gone so I slipped on a pair of low cut sports shorts and a tee shirt, did my chores and had a beer while waiting for my visitor, I had decided not to mention the window incident unless she brought it up as I didn’t want to embarrass the poor girl.I was on my third beer and had just fired up my second. Checking out the new dildo I just purchased, it makes my own cock begin to grow. This new toy is so soft and so lifelike that it can almost pass as the real thing. "I may need to warm up with something a little thinner first" I said to myself while inserting the smaller dildo into the harness. I took the condom out an placed it on the toy and applied a liberal amount of lube to the head. Watching it slide down the veins on the shaft make me want it more and more. Climbing onto the bed I. John looked at the stiff cock sticking out from my crutch, he rolled the foreskin back; a sticky secretion had collected at the base of my helmet. John’s finger tip collected it and took it to his mouth; he tasted it. “Now I know what my daughters cum tastes like.” I was grateful that Angela had turned the light off again; I wouldn't have to hide my erection. “You were a long time,” she said. “Your father was down stairs, we were talking about life.” “Dressed like that?” She giggled. I started.