The kissing stoppedand they both stood and, from my vantage point, I could see my fatherholding his pants, his cock standing erect framed by his fly. ...here wassome verbal exchange and they moved towards the stairs to the upstairsbedroom. Here was my chance. I slipped out of the garage and ran to theside door of the house. The door was open. I slipped in and tiptoedthrough the pantry and living room and up the back stairs to one of thebedrooms that connected to the others. Reaching the top of. It felt incredible. So incredible in fact that I felt like I was nearing the finish already. She must have felt my body tense up and grabbed my shaft with her hand again, the other hand started massaging my balls. She really wanted this cum. I was all too happy to give it to her.I started to squirm a little in the chair and my body tensed up further."Oh god... I'm gonna cum..." I managed to blurt out.This only made her quicken her pace and strengthen her hold of my dick. Her mouth started. I put them on to warm. I was wishing we had some sausage or even a potato to put in it. Dad was sitting in his recliner watching TV."Dad, Have you ever gone hunting?" I asked."Yes, I used to hunt before I was married. Why do you ask?" If you still had your gun maybe you could shoot us a deer or a squirrel and I could cook it." I sold it a few years ago but that's an interesting thought. What brought that on?" I was wishing we had some sausage to flavor the beans. Then I remembered all the. His proud cock, standing firm from amongst a cluster of tightly curled pubic hair, announced certain pleasure. Sara was a little intimidated by the sight of such a prestigious piece of manhood, intimidated and aroused. As Justin lay down next to his lover, he took his hand and allowed his fingers to trip lightly over Sara’s skin. Starting at her throat, traveling in slow light movements over her breasts and nipples he continued down her stomach to trace a fine circuit around her pubes. He.