Each had his own unique way of making a woman's pussy feel so very specialFrom the first moment we stepped into my bedroom, it seemed that neither Dad...y nor Frank could keep their hands off me. It was lucky that my bed was plenty big enough for the three of us.I was lying in the middle while Frank took one side and Daddy took the other. Daddy started kissing me, while Frank's hands had full range of my body. Daddy took each one of my golden brown tits in his hands, and massaged my breasts until. ”The car behind me honked, snapping me out of my daydream. God damn it, it was just getting good. I grumbled and began driving. I’d been sat at the red light, letting my mind wander as the last rays of daylight faded over the horizon. Lost in fantasy, again. Frankly, I’d spent most of my life in fantasy. It was more fun. It was more exciting. And… it let you live out your What Ifs. Sometimes, though, that wasn’t a good thing. Sometimes it left you hurting even more.And speaking of fantasy, I. " She smiled and, without a stitch on, got back down into hercoloring position and continued coloring. Evroy was nodding, "Fred, that is a nice pussy." She had her legs spreadand her ass pointing right at us. I could just see her little titsjiggling through her legs as she colored. After a couple minutes I hadEvroy turn on some music and I asked Beth if she would dance for us. Shewas more than happy too as she just loved to dance. She dance for about ten minutes and Evroy didn't take his. His fingers curled inside of her trying to find the right spot. when her body refused to give in to him he began to grow irritated. he moved his hand from her mound and pulled away. he watched her as he pulled his shirt from his arms and tossed it to the floor. next his shoes and slacks moved to the floor. he knelt on the bed between her legs his cock in hand. it was limp and soft but thick. he grinned down at her, "Is that hope in your eyes? you are hoping an old man like me can't get it up?".