I lay in bed, my finger probing myasshole to taste my Dad's cum and masturbated once more. I wasn't longbefore I shot another hot load all over my sto...ach. I wiped it up with myhand and ate hungrily. Then I slept. Late the next morning, my father'shand shook me awake. "Stan, Stan, wake up. I'm taking a walk down to thebay in about an hour and wondered if you'd like to accompany me." "Yeh,Dad, sure. I'd love to go and I'll be ready shortly," I replied, at thesame time aware of my hard cock. I was glued to the spot but then remembering that I had to piss and also my wife was somewhere in a sex club, horny and without me. The thought made my hard cock twitch.On leaving the gents I looked back in the room where the girl was sitting on the guys cock, she was sat away from him and he was grabbing her arse and pulling her down onto his cock. The guy who had covered her in cum was her husband and he was now watching his wife getting fucked hard. I told him how hot she looked, he thanked. As he made his way inside the entrance a querulous voice asked "And what is your business young man?" David turned and explained his business to the ancient messenger sitting in a small both. "Ah, yes, you'd be wanting Captain Watts. Now if you'd just fill out this form, I'll get someone to come and collect you."While David wrote in the details, the messenger spoke into a telephone. By the time he had finished and returned the form a slightly younger messenger arrived "Take this gentleman to. He had entertained her with nice clothes, a day at the races and a champagne dinner. As her fingers did their magic she imagined him confidently taking her, deep and hard.The car eventually turned off the road into a place with the sign “Bearwood Luxury mansion”. Maybe she would be meeting Richard Gere?She passed the imposing front entrance, where various vans were offloading food and drink, and went round to the back of the house where there were more vans and a small, impatient man directing.