"What if I thought, um, maybe tonight might be good," I said hesitantly."It's really up to you, dear, Daddy and I don't have any plans and all we want...is to make you happy. So, it's up to you," Mom told me."I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be," I said nervously."Well, why don't we clean up in here and then go into the den," Mom suggested and we put the dishes in the dishwasher as usual and the three of us went into the den and I sat on the sofa with Mom on one side and Dad on the other."I love. "Oh, but pet, we are but barely there." This time he smiles, but it is wicked. I am not afraid. I wouldn't be. This man loves me. He drags his finger up my slit gathering moisture as he proceeds and then just as quickly sucks his finger tasting me. I am quivering in anticipation. I don't know where this is going. He picks up a hand full of clips. He puts one on my clit and I shudder. Then he proceeds to bring the lips of my pussy together and clips them shut around my clit. He slaps my ass. Way ahead of you baby-girl, I told her as I was making the exit to a nice little park where we could have some privacy. I kept pumping my finger in and out of her ass as she kept greedily sucking on my cock and playing with my balls. I pulled my finger out of her ass and pulled her skirt down as we pulled into the park so no one would see her ass through the window. I wasnt really worried since my truck is pretty tall anyway, which is part of the reason why I didnt stop her assault on my cock. I covered the thermal with a white dress shirt. A walking contradiction, that was me, mostly fiction. The knock startled me. I didn’t know anyone in the building. ‘It must be a neighbor,’ I thought. Knocking on my door was a waste of time, unless they wanted to borrow a cup of cold air. That was about the only thing in my refrigerator. Nonetheless I opened the door. I should have looked through the spy hole first. Then again, why? The building was filled with eighty-year old widows. I had a.