He wasn't sure if Pete knew that his own feelings mirrored that of his father's, but it wasn't something he felt comfortable sharing at the time. Des...ite the fantasy life he lived, he hadn't quite come to terms with his feelings yet. "I don't even know what to say. You’re fucking crazy, dad." I know, son. It's a lot to digest. But you should know Donna loves me, and she has promised she's interested in making it work for everyone this summer. So try to keep an open mind. That's all I can. Leaving the table as it is, we get up and lead each other upstairs to the loft. There is a railing along the edge with the head board backed up against it. You push me down on the bed with a hungry look in your eyes and straddle me. Facing out over the railing you can look down below at the fire still burning in the fire place. It’s a good 15 feet below, so being near the edge and looking over give you a sense of danger that hightens the pleasure. I can feel your still damp hair trail down. She led me to her apartment and opened the door, leaving her keys in the door. I place the vase on her dining room table and surveyed the room. I went to the door palming her door key and making an impression of it into a bar of soap. ‘Here, don’t want someone getting your keys and preventing you from finding out, who your mystery man is, that is unless you have found him out?’ ‘Nope no idea and the one who I thought it was, wasn’t. Thanks for your help.’ ‘No worries, well I better run along,. She was 5'3, shorter than my 6'4. Megan was a beautiful, thick and I loved her gorgeous smile. Her long straight onyx hair laid behind her angelic face on the mattress. She looked up at me with her lustful eyes. "You think you can handle some more d*ck?" I asked already knowing the answer. "Yes daddy, I want it" she replied. I laid on my side and put her leg above her head. I pulled her closer to me and laid my fat hard head on her throbbing clit. I slowly started to massage her thick.