I stood up and stepped out of the wagon, this time taking Isaac'soffered hand since I did not trust my current body to be completelystable. I still ha... all the blankets around me as I walked over to whatappeared to have been a recently used resting place, sitting down on asnow free spot on the ground.Isaac soon joined me. "Hopefully we'll have a better lunch today thanyesterday," he said and started a fire, using some of the firewood wehad brought with us. "So how was it?" he asked while. I was not thefirst boy he had sucked off like this, I thought.I panted and groaned. I grabbed his strong, tan shoulders and felt how hothe was as I watched him work my cock. It was dirty, shocking and yet feltso right all at the same time. No boy my age could please me like this, Ithought. This was a real man. The man. My dad.Suddenly Dad stood up. He was about four inches taller than me. He grabbedmy ass aggressively and pulled me toward his raging cock. It pressed hardagainst my stomach. I. They were chatting about how much groceries were when a man came up behind her, drawing his cock out of his athletic shorts.Her friends noticed him, and Chelsea noticed their expressions change and felt his presence behind her.She looked rearward in time to feel his hand on her back, pushing her torso forward, while her dress was lifted."Oh, hey," she said, making eye contact with the man's deep green eyes as she leaned on her hands, her hair slightly cascading into her view.He was older,. All right. Hang on a minute." I heard the shower door open, then close. "It's safe now, Old Man."I opened the door and was inundated by a torrent of steam. I made my way into the room and found the counter more by feel than by sight."Here you go, Sweetheart. I found some things that might fit. Call me if you need anything." Hurry up, Old Timer. You're letting all the warm air out and I'm freezing my tail off in here." Oh, Sorry." I rushed out the door, pulling it closed behind me.I heard her.