"Sir Harry put his arm around his eldest child and felt her tremble against his side. He realized he had to find her a husband soon. A man with a stur...y cock to take the edge off her skittishness and anchor her with healthy children. They both sat together in the large leather chair in front of the fire. He concentrated on ignoring the heat of her hip pressed tight against his exhausted cock. Since his wife's death, Sir Harry had used his eldest daughter's pretty mouth to relieve his loneliness. Everyone sat dressed as well as us or better, which seemed to match those who were eating.“We have around thirty to ninety minutes to wait,” my aunt told me when I came inside.I didn’t own this restaurant, nor did Elena’s dad or any of their friends. That didn’t mean I had no clue about the game going on. I would show my family that we would wait happily, provided that there was no room for us after all the others waiting were seated. I was in luck when the manager happened to walk up the wait. John started to undress. David looked around him."Where are the girls?" Behind those bushes over there." Oh."David blushed a beet red, turned his back to the bushes, and undressed. John faced the same way he did and, in spite of the fact that he'd done this before, blushed too. Now the boys bare buttocks were in clear view of the girls and they made a dash for the pond. They ran until they were up to their hips in water and David heaved a sigh of relief."Uh, David." Yeh?" That's not the hard. A third time when Sam breathed hard and kissed her clit in an act of supplication to her superior lust and her heavenly sex.And then they fucked. Rutted like a buck and doe. Sam asserted himself more in the typical fashion of their more spirited lovemaking, but something unfamiliar hung in the air. He had always fucked her to please her, but as part of pleasing himself, and so he didn't really get it. He was pleased as punch to be 'making her cum,' just like always. But that's not really what.