I placed a finger against his lips.“You know we will, Dad. And I want that big fucker inside me giving me a bloody good shagging.”“How many, Co...?”“As many as we can and as often as we can.”“No, I mean how many have you had?”“None!” I said. “Yours will be the first.”“Really?”I nodded and, as we cleaned the sofa, I added “The rest have been various vegetables and some fruit. Oh, and on a couple of occasions, Mum’s toy.”He stopped and turned to me.“You have got to be k**ding,” he said with a. ”“It will.”I sigh, “What are you wearing tonight?” I ask, mostly to soothe my bruised ego. I can’t believe I’m gonna put these things on.She’s quiet again, which is a good sign. It usually means she’s wearing something sexy. “It’s a surprise,” she finally squeaks.“Give me one detail,” I prod. “Shoes.”“Well,” she pauses, “I bought new boots.”“High heel?”“Four-inch. But they’re kind of thick, not the spiky kind.”I love her taste in boots. I feel a pleasant throb in my groin. “Okay, you win. I’ll. In the dark he must've thought it was just underwear, and I was so turned on and so hot for him, he was pushing so hard he was shoving the shorts into me and I was about to cum, and then he just nutted all over my crotch! Look!"Standing in front of me, with her slender tan legs, her tight black dress pushing up her small breasts, she reached down to where the hem of her skirt rested halfway down her impossibly shapely thighs. She pulled up the front of her dress and there it was, some high. “Bet that silly cow Kay regrets having never Seen let alone felt what your lovely penis is like!” “She had her chances more than once!” I eased in with the help of Sarah,s eager fingers just relishing the feel of the depths of her sweltering cunt as she gripped me with her muscles prior to my thrusts. I gradually increased my fucking pace till her juices were flowing and our genitals squelched the loud symphony of married sex as our pelvises slapped together on the down stroke.No one walking by.