But how did it happen? I mean how did you first start having sex with your Daddy? Did he attack you and force you into it?"And she chuckled and said,"...h my goodness no. Just so you understand, Daddy didn't rape me or otherwise attack me in some way and force me to have sex with him. He was a very loving and protective father. The fact is that I set out to deliberately seduce him. It wasn't hard either. He was such a horny man with some really far out kinky desires, that Mom just couldn't keep. ”His eyes widened and he softly said, “Yes, I understand.”As we turned around to leave the School Principle was standing in the doorway blocking our exit.She asked, “Mr. Bradley do we have a problem again?”Mr. Bradley replied, “No ma’am no problem at all.”She looked at me and said, “When you stick it in that bitch’s ass next time, give her my love. She was fucking my son until I found out about it.”She thought a moment and said, “I’ll give you a ride to her house myself. Mr. Bradley why don’t. "My pulse quickened at the thought and I replied to him that I'd love to meet up. He lived in a city very nearby so it would be easy to hook up with him. He wasn't into kissing, just wanted to fuck and suck.His wife had picked up a guy in a bar for a threesome once when they were out of town on a trip and before he knew it the guy was sucking his cock, and of course, he returned the favor and was hooked. He didn't want his wife to know so he gave me his phone number and we began exchanging. I was gobsmacked by the red dresses, spinning like whirling dervishes, which seemed so full of life. Were they women or were they men? No-one cared in the end, they were gorgeous as they twirled with beauty and elegance.I identified with a gorgeous orange float peopled by medical types, knowing that orange is the colour of healing. For the first time that evening I found my voice calling out my support and getting a cheery wave back from a beautiful blond woman dressed in what I presumed she.