Get into it k**. Look at this hard cock of mine. Its just droolin precum because its excited while watching your big cock get bigger and bigger." My f...ther looked over again and I saw him look at my hard cock growing under my briefs and revealing itself for the three of them to see. I couldn't hide it. But I didn't want to anymore it seemed. I was starting to feel proud and horny. My cock was turning these guys on and it was feeling good somehow to me in a taboo sort of way. I think my father. We talked this over for some time. First I just listened to him explain that they had an 'open' relationship, and then I got braver and asked a few simple questions, before finally getting my courage and asking more personal questions about his, and her, past experiences, and if they told 'everything' to each other. After he reassured me that they just told if they had or not, I then got bolder and asked if he had any 'hints' for me about Anne. After another hour of chatting about her and her. She returned to their room and changed into a loose fitting top and trousers. The trousers hugged the curves of her bottom, but that could not be helped, and she suspected that one of her usual skirts would attract too much attention from the local men.It was three hours later that Rebecca returned to the hotel. She was hot and bothered, but pleased as well. The African shops had been fabulous. They were full of intricate carvings, some in wood, and others in soapstone. She had found variously. Although not visible, the core of her being was weeping, weeping a clear, oily liquid between her thighs. She wanted to repay him with her body and she could hardly wait."Hello Erica. I guess I owe you an apology," Amos said, thankful that she had not been sitting there ten minutes ago when he'd ushered his you sextoy down the corridor."You don't owe me anything, Mr. Thompson. I owe you. I don't know how to thank you, sir." Or at least she wasn't going to say so out loud."Well dear, come to my.