" Um, well, I, um, isn't that kind of public?" Why should that make a difference?" Tommy! Just because you've seen me half naked doesn't mean I want e...erybody to!"And Thomas sucks on his size twelves again! "Cindy, I'm sorry! I thought you were talking about a portrait!" Um, no. I meant one like the one Beth has in her room," she giggled."Ah, no I guess the park isn't the best spot, then. Wait a minute, how about Beth's farm? It's certainly private." Yeah, that would work. When can we do it?"I. .. emphasis on try. It was much easier said than done. I lay down shortly afterward, only to be awakened not half an hour later by a very cranky Vicky. Jen seemed to guess her mood correctly, because the moment that she started nursing our daughter, the little one became peaceful and content once more.There were a few more such incidents, though I confess to sleeping like a log, apparently because Jen refused to wake up and did her best to ensure that I stayed asleep. I didn't learn this until. . . fucking me. . . ohhhh. . . daddy!” Carol was rubbing her head on the sheet, her mouth gasping for air. “Oh yes, oh yes. . .ohhhhh!” and again she came. Scott was shocked. The full submission of his petite, busty mom to the desire of this young, gigantic stud was so perverted! But it was also an exciting sight! And the “daddy child” role they were playing increased the depravity of their sexual acts.“I’ve not yet fucked you, little pet!” John laughed. “Got only two inches of my meat. Lemme. I wanted to run right after him, but the mess from my cunt had to be taken care of first. I cupped my hole with my hand and waddled rather inelegantly to the bathroom to let Tim's cum drain out of me and clean up around the cunt.I ran to Tim's room and knocked on the door. "Tim, it's ok, I wanted you to have me. I wanted you to have me first. You are just really sexy to me. You didn't do anything wrong. We just had sex." I was lying, what I was really worried about was would he tell on.