" "Well Trish I know you dance with other guys when your friends go out, so it's not a big deal." "No you don't understand. I've done more than just d...nce with him..." " Oh you mean?" "Yes. We've gone out before, and you know... And I have a confession... When you were getting us drinks, I danced with him and let my tits bounce out to get him turned on. It worked and he kissed me and I could feel his hard on. He asked if he could come over tonight for some more fun. So I was thinking that since. Shopping for myself was a struggle. I couldn’t decide what I liked or didn’t.“You said you want to change the furniture in your study,” Addison reminded me. “They might have nice things in here.”Both Addison and Julia pointed out possibilities. I found something wrong with every choice; too uncomfortable, too dark, too staid.My daughter appeared undisturbed at my truculence. She paused, studied me and asked, “Do you really want to change your study furniture?”“I do. It’s just...” I. He lifted his other hand and started wanking Ron’s cock with it. Ron kept shooting his cum in Harry’s mouth and seven hot, thick, creamy and sweet wads hit Harry on the roof of his mouth and in his throat. His mouth was filled to the brim and before he could control it, it spilled out of his mouth and went down on Ron’s pubes from his cock and down to his balls. Harry milked Ron’s cock and sucked out the last drop of cum that it could give, all the while still pumping his own cock which had now. She knew, somehow, that I was experiencing something like an epiphany and wasn't going to interrupt it with anything accusatory nor retributive for having done something naughty. It was an accident.Before continuing on, I want to describe how, once I had gotten into her channel, that it was gripping me like nothing I could have imagined in my life. My pubis was literally squashing her outer lips apart and my small penis found the hole of nirvana. It was so hot, squishy, and tight on my little.