After I pushed her down as far as she'd go and pushed even harder to make sure, she wiggled he ass a little which I took as her telling me to let go. ...he then took control and began to ride him. I watched entranced by the sight of his big member disappearing deep inside my wife, stretching her cunt to it's limit. I briefly pictured me sliding my self in her ass so she'd be pulling up of one and on to the other but that wasn't going to happen today, perhaps if it would’ve been just she may let. He really liked that, and I did, too, especially coz I could see his little puckered butthole. This was a new thing for me, but I’d seen Mommy do this, too, and it always makes him moan. She calls it his sphincter coz it can open and close, and sometimes she just talks about Daddy’s anus turning her on, too. I think that’s a stupid word. I’d never call it that. I finally had my fill of doing this and told him “Okay, you’re dry enough, go in the bedroom and lay down. I’ll be there in a. “I might need help staying awake in the shower. Think you could help me?” I jerked my head up from what I was doing as I looked toward the bathroom. In a flash I saw a round, smooth ass rapidly retreating toward the shower.A wide smile crossed my lips as I started to disrobe quickly leaving a trail of clothes as I made my way to the shower. Stepping in I saw that she was waiting for me. “I’m still so cold,” she said with a quirky smile. “Think you could wash me off? Then I could return the. Cynthia Montgomery was chair of the Fundamentalists Party when this happened. She and dad had clashed on several occasions since my dad first graduated with his science degree at the age of twelve. But it was when dad received his Doctoral degree at fifteen, things really came to a head.Dad somehow managed to get into a debating team, and Cynthia was on the opposition. Dad was his usual brilliant and chaotic self, running rings around anything their opponents tried to put up. Dad was polite,.