You would try to ask me out and I would try to play hard to get, but give in anyway. We’d date and argue and maybe break-up a few times but end up b...ck together. Your parents would hate me, and Hayden would have to live with me sneaking to your dorm late at night. But things ARE fucked up, and I can’t do this with you.’ I saw everything she saw. With me, it wouldn’t be complicated. We would be best friends and I could take care of her. Even for the short period of time that I knew her, I liked. ....Me and daddy pulled aunty S over to a small V shaped tree, I climbed into the V so I was a couple of feet higher up. This way aunty S could bend forward directly onto my cock while daddy was just the right height to plunder her hole from behind. I saw my girl divert her eyes as his huge cock started to enter the juicy older cunt and she reached out to grab the strangers cock as she clearly enjoyed watching this woman getting fucked. Maybe it was because she knew she would be getting it all. U*********sly Marcy tried to match them, the finger's of her left hand rubbing furiously at her little pussy. Finally with a loud groan, she saw her father's hips slam forward one last time, before sliding back and forth convulsively a few times as he came inside Janette.Marcy dazedly realized that she had better get back up to her room before she was caught spying on the two of them, but as she turned to go her father's voice stopped her."So Marcy, did you enjoy the show? I know I certainly. . I looked sexy, right? Daddy would like me, wouldn't he?Yeah, he would. I put that vibrator in mom's nightstand, just in case Dad didn't know about it. That would be funny. I was the mommy and he was the daddy and we were playing house! Why would I need a vibrator when I had a perfectly good husband? My mom was sick! Except ... He's my dad. So what was I thinking? I must be high, that's what I thought, putting my big t-shirt back on over my new sexy underwear. The same sleepy-t I'd slept in.