Maybe I can help you out. Is it okay with you, Dad?" Abe smiled at him. "Go ahead. I didn't know my daughter was so demanding, AND so talented. She wo...e me out like an old washrag." Tod reached out his hand to her. " Come with me. We'll use the end bedroom so we won't disturb Betty. She didn't sleep good last night." They went up the stairs side by side, her arm around his waist, his holding her swaying butt. It was still very pretty, and soft.They looked in to see to Betty. She was sound. A second dance was followed by another drink, but this time the guy sat closer to Emma his arm resting on the back of the seat, in the time worn dance all seducers know so well. Later, I knew it would slip onto her shoulder and Emma wouldn't object.Another dance, a slow one this time, I watched as he ground himself against her. Emma kind of moved away from him a little, I assume to let him know that she wasn't going to be quite that easy. Letting the bugger know that he was going to have to. I looked in the mirror and watched as my wife fucked my arse whilst Harry looked on. I saw Angela, gesturing for Harry to remove his clothes, which he did. I was a little disappointed to see him undress as I assumed that Angela was now going to take the cock out of my arse and let Harry fuck hers as I was starting to enjoy the feeling of it up me. I was especially turned on by knowing that the strap-on had been up my neighbours arse previously. I ought to have known better of Angela. "Richard,. Christ, what are these things? 38D's? 40's?They're fucking obscene. Between the hormones I've been on and the"augmentation" surgery they put me through I look like some fucking milkcow. There is precious little left of me, Mr. David Wilson, leftlooking back from the mirror. Nice pouty collagen lips, pert littlenose, luscious big tits, and nicely shaped figure, silky smooth skin,and a shriveled up little dick with an even smaller ballsac. Betweenall that and the beatings they thought that.