Like any other night, my tossing and turning was no different, but this time, I was certain I heard something at the foot of my bed. Feigning sleep, I...watched as a figure searched thru my dirty clothes hamper and pulled a pair of soiled panties from it, pressing them to their nose and mouth, smelling my womanhood. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I realized the figure was my dad. He had his cock out stroking it stiff and hard. He turned to my sisters' bed and slowly moved the blankets off her. " What is it son?" It's not my fault."Employing my wide-eyed quizzical look, perfected from years of hearing my students say the same thing, I stared at him.William recognized it, laughed, and ice broken said, "After New Years I called the resort. They said I'd need to give them a credit or debit card, which I didn't have, to reserve a room. Worried about Spring Break I asked if there'd be any trouble getting a room the week of March 9; they said no, they don't cater to students and never sell. Hazel is slightly disabled and I realised if I didn’t do something quickly she was going to finish up in a heap at my feet so I turned her round and sat her down on the couch, sitting down beside her. Now close up, I had the chance to take in the full beauty of her breasts. Naturally they sagged a little but they were still as firm as a woman ten years her junior and she had the most wonderful nipples I’d ever laid eyes on.For what seemed like an age we just sat there, neither of us daring to. "Beat me to it, did you?" Zach said to his new friend and so called assistant. Truth be told, Josh was more of a mentor than an assistant."Didn't know if you'd think about checking out the pens, being sorta new to this ranch boss stuff," Josh answered. "No offense."Shaking his head Zach replied, "None taken Josh."Josh Cobb was ten years older and had twenty years more experience with cattle. He'd worked cattle ranches before, during and after the Civil War. Zach and he had spent many evenings.