.. I mean ... Why?”“Because.” She put her glass on the table and walked towards the window overlooking the back garden. Looking outside, she sai..., “I never got to before.”“Before?”She turned around and leaned against the wall. “Before. You know, when we were boyfriend and girlfriend.” She grinned. “You do remember that, right? I mean, going out with Clarissa didn’t wipe your memory of what went before did it?”I suppressed a shiver.“But ... It was ... I mean...”“I’ve thrown you. I know. This was. Patience. She'll be here soon enough." He was washed, scrubbed even. He was wearing nice clothes that just made it to practical. Over his pants and belt, he had a tool belt with a clip-on holster. He was carrying a thirty-eight revolver. He had a deer rifle to carry also.I said, "Be careful when you go. Marauders are a known problem in the area. You are to come back with you and Andrea in one piece. Radios can be found again and are replaceable. Neither of you are."He nodded. She came in a few. Bethany finished licking him clean and she pulled the sheet covering his hardon away, revealing his attractive large shaft and fully engorged cockhead. She wrapped her hand around his hardon and Stan thought she was going to bend over and suck his cock."Daddy, please don't treat me like your daughter. If I was Mom or any woman you were hot for, what would you do now? What's your foremost desire with me right now?" Baby, my desire right now and since you walked into my room tonight is to fuck. With a grin, I stood back up and pulled on a conservative shirt, which made me laugh. Here I was being modest about showing my tits, while planning to display my slit like an open buffet. All the way to the park, my stomach was in knots. It took all my willpower not to turn the car around and go home. Forcing myself out of the driver’s seat, I strolled down the main path, looking the perfect place to set my devious plan into motion. Being the middle of the afternoon on a beautiful day, the.