I increased my tempo and was fucking her hard . Her boobs were making to and fro motion so I kept my face in their way and they were hitting my face. ... suddenly stop as I was about go cum.She had hungry for several years for my cock. She had taken my 7 inch cock in to her mouth and start sucking like hell. I feel like in heaven. I am pressing her huge boobs and massaging them. Now I said please turn in 69 positions. I parted her legs apart and inserted my tongue deeply inside her hot, wet and. The perfect reason why any guy fucked any girl. I rolled over to her and planted a kiss on her neck. She did likewise and we lay there for a few minutes in repose. Then I broke the silence.“Ready to go another round? I’ll fuck you hard enough to make that feel like a yawn.”She laughed. “You’re on.” I helped her to her feet (still in heels) and spun her around so she was facing the wall. She picked up on what I was doing and bent over, bracing herself on stacks of mixing boards by the wall. Her. In less than a second I knew I could fuck my father. The fire in my loins spread to the entrance of my body, she swelled and began to seep. I don't know if dad felt the same way but my day passed as if I were on a date. I caught myself flirting with him, offering coy comments, brushing against arms and hands when the opportunity arose. In turn he seemed more animated, more focused on me than on fishing or the boat. The day passed quickly but at the same time it was agonizingly long hours. "How could we possibly arrange the wedding?" Entirely up to you. We could take our vows separately, or together. I like the latter, since all three of us would be in this together, but it's your call. Whatever makes you most comfortable." The ... other things?" A subtle emphasis on the word 'other' framed her question. Of course, there was always the specter of sex to haunt the relationship.A touch of humor tinged his response. "Jen's done a fine job of arranging that, and we're not even.