' There was also one Dallas Cowboycheerleader and the rest looked like old high school uniforms, buteveryone looked very nice, including Lydia. When s...e saw me she lookeda little surprised. "I cannot believe that is your real stomach." Asshe felt my tight belly. "God, you look so much like a woman, you evensmell like a real woman." She huffed and moved back into the kitchen tostand near Ava. I felt a little uncomfortable after that but once Rosscame up to me and kissed me I forgot all about. She’d already said that she only wanted to play with my cock and blow me that she wasn’t going to fuck. That was alright, this was her fantasy come true, not mine—but pretty close. We got to know each other a little as we drove to a wooded area I knew would be pretty isolated at this time of night. She worked at a Target, had kids about the age of mine and a husband who’d lost interest in sex—poor bastard. She’d turned to face me in her seat next to mine. She was watching me and I started to. Thus, it was I found myself in her “studio” in reality a big old garden shed with windows down one side, set on a bank overlooking our orchard, me sat in various poses on a stool and being sketched by my sister for hours on end. (If you have ever tried keeping still for half an hour try it sometime its bloody agony in some poses believe me!) Anyway, to pass the time we chatted and of course being me, the subject of sex raised its head, I thought very gently, but I suspect perhaps I was not a. I looked at her. Look dad you made me so wet. She was now standing half naked from the waist below. I didn’t even notice her removing her pants. She then went down on her hands and knees and presented her ass to me. Come on dad, you know what to do. Like a man possessed, I stood on my knees behind her, positioned my cock at the entrance of her pussy and pushed it in. Her hole was too tight. Kevin’s 6 inch cock was no match for my 8 inch one. My cock had a much bigger girth than Kevin. Thanks to.