He carefully ties one hand to each of the bedposts. "Now this time DO NOT MOVE until I say it is okay." Again I nod. He begins again by kissing my nec.... Slowly he traces the curve of my neck, down my throat until he get to the space between my breasts. He gently cups one, and then squeezes it so he can just put my nipple in his mouth. The sensation he is giving me is causing a great warmth between my thighs, and a severe yearning for him. I want so badly to touch him. His wavy hair, his chest. "Yes sir", he whispered and looked up longingly, heaving a sigh. "Come here!", daddy said, as boy stepped closer, "and kneel!" Dread clenching him, hope lifting him, he knelt on one knee, then the other. "And hands behind your back!" daddy said sternly, though the hardness in his voice was softening. Boy reached behind and locked hand to wrist, breath catching as he mumbled, "yes sir, thank you sir". He looked up at his daddy, then turned his face and rested it softly against daddy's belly,. Mom had my favorite ass so far, since it was the only woman's ass I'd ever handled. I explored it again though and as I'd suspected, there was no sign of any panty, anywhere. I made sure that my wrist kept her hem up too, so that it would be obvious that I was groping her seriously."If you get her going like this, don't stop after the next dance, just keep it up until she's ready to rock," Mom told me, and kissed me again.I switched partners again when the track changed, and I knew at once that. . and fucked. Same pleasurable position. Same rhythm. Same kissing habits. Finally, she leaned back a little bit, away from me and began to pick up her pace. She had one hand wrapped around my thigh and the other hand, she was stroking me off. My lube started to dry out so to help keep me nice and slippery, she would spit on my dick while she jacked me off. Things were getting feverishly fast. Faster stroking of my dick and she was now fucking my ass to match her hand speed while she.