He sighed; there was a part of him that wished he could join them but now wasn’t the time for nerves. If nothing else, he needed to be a symbol of s...eadiness so everyone else could be nervous.He turned his attention downward. He was standing before a thick, wooden table and he bent down, letting his hands grasp the edge, letting the edge of the table hold his weight. Now was the time to conserve his energy; it would be needed later.Drawn into the wood of the table were long, deep, even. We went to our room, took another shower then took a nap. We were again naked.When I awoke Dad had his ass against mine. The bed was enormous so I was sure it was not an accident.Apparently Dad was horny.I reached behind me and gently slapped then caressed his ass and asked, “Blue Man Group tonight?”“Yeah, that would be good. Dinner at the Venetian?”“If you like but I would be fine trying the prime rib at the Palace cafe. We could go explore some clubs and see if we can get laid.”He slapped my. The bastard dumped her over dessert." I'm sorry to hear that," I said sympathetically."Jen is just destroyed about this," Kelly said. "She thought she and Alan had a future together – marriage, kids, the whole thing. His dumping her threw her completely." That's really too bad," I agreed. "What does that have to do with us?" I'm getting to that part," Kelly replied. "I wanted to get Jen out on Saturday night. I called Cam [Cameron Miller, who rooms next door to me in Hartranft Hall]. He invited. “Fuck, Dad. Seeing your cock wanting me sooo bad is making me sooo hot! Oh my god, I'm getting so fucking wet …. oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!!! I'm already gonna cum! Ohhhhhh, fuck! I'm gonna cum, Dad! I'm gonna cum! Ohhhhh, shit, I'M CUMMMMMMMMMING!!!!!!!!!” Now it was my turn to get quarter sized eyes, as I watched you convulse and writhe, your pussy was gushing girl cum all over your hands, your breathing was gasping and your eyes were closing and rolling up inside your.