The road was gravel and devastated by wash-outs. It would have to be dug out, properly filled in and paved. Hopefully all the services could be run pa...allel to the road, beneath the surface. The island was considered by many to be a wildlife refuge. There was no sense in rocking the boat unnecessarily. (besides, buried services should be relatively weather proof. Costal Maine wasn't known for easy winters.) For that reason I wouldn't put in a sewage field either. Instead I'd use a big septic. True, he had fucked her on more than one occasion, been blown by her and tasted her sweet pussy, but anal sex... It just seemed something more...Vikki felt her father stop his movement. She was NOT going to lose him again, not now! She looked over her shoulder at him, "Plllleeeease, Daddy, please. Just put it in, just once, you don't have to fuck me, just let me feel what it's like to have your amazing cock buried deep in my ass..."Will had by now fully pulled out of Vikki's steaming pussy, and. She was a bit reluctant at first as her boyfriend might not allow but I insisted. Finally, she said ok. On the movie day, she lied to her boyfriend and came with me for the movie. We enjoyed a lot at the movie and afterward, we had a good dinner date. She told me that she really had a good time with me. While parting at the hostel, Aishu and I hugged each other. I could smell my junior girl’s body fragrance and it was so intoxicating.My intention to fuck her started at that moment. After I went. My wife says, "You're a fucking sissy faggot," half accusatory, half questioning. I say, "No, no. I just like to watch guys suck dick while I fuck my ass with my dildo and suck my dick and swallow my cum. OK, that sounds a little gay, but I'm not gay." My wife says, "I can't fucking believe it," and walks out. The next day, my wife says, "We need to talk. Not now, but we need to talk." I lamely say, "OK."That night, she comes home from work with one of her male coworkers. I ask her what's going.