That led to me wondering about something I’d read in a story once. I’d met her dad, a serious kind of guy. He’d offered her a lot of support sin...e her mother had been killed in an auto collision not too long before we met. Were they giving each other support in the most intimate way possible?I’d asked her, during one of our many talks, if her dad was aware of her sexual activity. Her reply was, “Yes he is, just not all the details. He said my mom was a horny one and figured I might inherit. While he was preparing, Cheyenne's hand went to her clit and began rubbing it. She moaned and got rougher with that pink clit. She watched Dave stroke his cock as he watched her pleasure herself.Cheyenne giggled, stopped playing with her clit, and spread her legs as wide as she could. "Come on, big daddy. Put that hot cock in my sexy pussy. Do it before I explode without you." He raised an eyebrow and twisted his mouth into a crooked smile as he walked toward her and bent over her, his. Not that I minded, that much. I would have to be a complete idiot to not appreciate having a pretty girl on my arm.I was just having trouble with the fact that as we strolled through the museum, she seemingly, somehow, kept getting closer to me. Not only that, the red blouse she was wearing was losing buttons. We were checking out a full-scale model of an Albertosaurus when I noticed the button phenomena. When I had picked her up that morning, and on the two hour drive to the museum, her silk. My cock was rampant. I quickly stripped and now it was Debbie's turn to gasp when my cock sprang free. "Fucking hell Patsy, that's a real monster!" I couldn't wait any longer I took Debbie into my arms, my cock digging into her distended belly as I passionately kissed her. As my hand found one of her breasts I felt her hand grab my erection. She broke the kiss and said, "I want you to screw me like a whore! Get that cock into my pussy." She pulled me over to the bed and crawled unto it with her.