I go about 5’9′, 150 lbs. and have brown hair and eyes just like my mom (my mom and I have been on my own since my dad left when I was very young)... But I stay fit as I mentioned, have nice washboard abs and while I’m not overly developed, I have good hard muscles and a nice smooth body. Ted was, well, most guys around thought he was gay, although they didn’t put it in that charitable of terms. He was thinner than me and a bit shorter and very pale and blonde. He was a gentle-looking guy who I’d. While brushing their hair and touching up their makeup they giggled about the few single guys that had checked them out. Linda took out a lip gloss and rolled it across her lips. "You should try this flavour it's the best" she said. Without hesitation Linda leaned over and placed her lips on Jill's, letting her lips part slightly and her tongue flicker across her lips, tasting the deep red gloss. "Mmmmmm". Jill wrapped her arms around Linda slowly, deepening the kiss as their breasts pressed. It was dark but I could see the outline of my father."Dad?" "Shhh!" He said to me."What's wrong?" I asked."I had to see you," he told me.Dad said he was thinking about me lately. He pulled the sheet back and I felt his hand touch my chest. I had a t-shirt on but my Dad fingers were probing my nipples."Do I excite you Jan?"I didn't know what to say."I do love you Daddy," I said.That must have got my Dad excited. He stood up and removed his shirt and underwear he was wearing. It was dark alright. I feel you fingers ease slowly into the moistness of my velvet sex, my body is a quiver, aching and yearning for the touch, for the dramatic pleasure of penetration. Between thumb and forefinger you hold engorged bud of my clit, twisting, nipping and tweaking it in just the right movements. Once again I find pleasure compounding my senses, your touch alluring and dramatic, body mind and soul abandoned to the feeling, over-wrought and over come by desire. My eyes close as your fingers continue.