I don’t know where she gets the ideas for all these positions from. In my world there’s only one. You only need one – surely!She’s lifting her...elf off his cock and falling back down on it. Her hands are grabbing at the back of the sofa in order to keep her in one position. For fuck’s sake why doesn’t she get on all fours for stability? Still, it’s certainly having an effect on him. He seems to be enjoying playing with all that loose flesh that’s attached to her upper body. I mean, it just hangs. Itbecame just a normal routine to shave my body smooth, put on somescented lotions, slip on a bra, panties, and a fun little sun dress inthe morning and put on my face before making myself a light breakfastand settling down to my computer and my first chat of the day. Then atnight it was just as routine to wash off my face, apply more lotions,put on a night gown and settle down into girly dreams. I still put on mymale clothes on the few occasions when I had to go out for groceries orwhatever,. ” I wondered why she wanted to go to the bedroom directly after having fucked. A question mark popped in my eyes. I saw the astonishment in Nancy’s eyes as well, as dad moved to their bedroom and mom got up and disappeared in the bathroom, probably washing and wiping her spermatized vagina. Leaving the door open, dad entered the bedroom, fell face down on the bed, and immediately started snoring. That’s when Nancy pulled me forcefully from under the bed. I thought she was about to push me. That year went by very quickly. Megan was now 20, and little Gracy was 1. I was 21, and so I decided to buy my own house, and let Megan and Gracy move in with me. I was still single, without any girlfriends at the time. She was quite thrilled to move in with me, since it would mean getting away from our parents.As close as we had been as kids, we grew even closer as the years progressed.I was now 37. Megan and I were lovers now, and had been for years. (That is another story, altogether.) Gracy.