I slowly inched closer to him as slowly and methodically as I could. I had plans for him. I was drifting in and out of sleep when I felt my fathers ha...d on my thigh. We were ( for lack of a better term) in a spooning position. I cant describe the feelings I felt as his hand caressed my upper thigh. He was slowly pressing himself against my ass. I could feel his semi-erect cock between the cheeks of my ass. I knew all of this was from a subconscious state on his part, but I didnt care. I felt my. Her almost transparent robe revealed her own version of feminine perfection.“Julio here?” I asked her. After she shook her head I sighed, “He expected us.”“He wrote something for you,” the blonde finally spoke, and we watched her ass shift nicely under the robe as we followed her to the dining table. Julie took as much interest in the shifting as me. The yellow legal pad with neat, masculine writing, showing confidence and care in its character, lay on a table in front of a chair. The. It would be about all of his son's great adventure that he'd be able to share, and he wasn't going to pass up the chance. Now, with a light daypack on his back -- it was actually an old book bag Duane had used at college -- he turned to follow his son, who also had on a light daypack. There was no point in lugging his heavy trail pack to the top of the mountain when they'd be back here in a few hours -- but when they got back, he would be on his way. The packs didn't contain a lot -- lunches. Holding back as long as he can, Tim knows Abbie’s play is directed at finishing him off now. He gives in and explodes with long string after string of cum bursting from him. Four, no five streams of cum empty from him. That is one of the hardest climaxes Tim ever had.Gasping for breath as his heart pounds, Abbie climbs on the bed next to him, caresses his hair, and wipes the sweat from his brow. She smiles at him and kisses him softly. Letting him recuperate from what he just experienced..