That was the start of fucking with my dad, and we continued to fuck continuously for the next 25 years until he died 5 years ago, when I was just turn...d 32. My mom had known from the start, and she had got off his telling her all the details, once I had gone to sleep, and would masturbate, while he recounted every one of our joint actions, after which dad would arsefuck her (as she later told me, because she didn't want any more kids), and after the first time that I lost my virginity, my dad's. Both were getting exactly what they wanted and this added to the excitement.One of M’s favorite things to do was to attack J with a handjob when he wasn’t expecting it. He’d plan it all out and have a nice gob of Vaseline in his hand then follow J up the stairs or into the garage and slip his hand in from behind and under his shorts. He loved jerking J from behind—the way his back arched, the closeness, how J squirmed when he came, and the feminine way J would coo and present his ear for. Just as i think he cant go any farther he pushes another inch and his thighs push against my ass cheeks. Balls deep in my ass he pulls out an inch an pushes back it, repeating it over an over going faster each time as my ass loosens with each thrust. He fucks me harder, his thighs slapping against my ass cheeks. Leaning over me he slides his hands under my blue tank top, squeezing my boobs as he continues to thrust harder an harder. Ooo shit baby, you ready? Mhmm moaning and squeezing my tits. ---After the pony and rider disappeared around the corner of the"track" which ran around the Expo, Mark turned, passed through an opening in thelow inner barrier and at last entered the Exposition proper. The boothswere arranged along lanes and alleys along which Society members strolled, some in groupstalking and gesturing and others alone. Mark made his way past the booths ofseveral exhibitors he recognized; he noted the location of some that he wouldreturn to, and others whose creations were.