The jogger was talking and I looked at his eyes and saw where he was looking... from breast to pussy. And there was no sign of her moving. Shock possi...ly? But then she replied, 'How far were they,' and he replied whilst still staring. And weirdly a conversation of sorts started between them, with her asking a question every time he went quiet, with no intention to cover up.Then I noticed it, her legs opened wider, her pussy gaped more and pulsed slowly. She asked if they had seen us, and was. “So what if I had taken my panties off too?” she asked. Then she added sarcastically, “I assume you guys wouldn't have objected.” “Uh, no...” Bob stammered, “Probably not.” “No, I wouldn't think so. But do you think we would have stopped there?” “What do you mean?” “Me naked? Two horny guys? I mean, c'mon... use your imagination.” Sandy was certainly using hers and she wasn't all that certain she wouldn't have gone along with anything they might have suggested. “Hey, I'm sure we would have. And why? Mostly because of her own behavior. Her mom too, but mostly because of her behavior. He was her dad, her real and wonderful daddy and he’d been treated like shit, by everybody. But it was her own self that her daddy needed to be there for him, and she hadn’t been, not in anything like a real sense. Fuck-fuck-fuck!The bad news. She absolutely knew, oh yes, that her daddy would not want her to blame her mom. That because that was the kind of man he was. She realized it now, oh yes, she. I've never felt anything like this before. This was much better than putting my fingers in me.I lowered myself more. I looked down and could see his thing in me. It looked like it was in me about two inches. I started raising up and down on his thing. It seemed like each time I pushed back down his thing went deeper into me. I don't even know how I am going to explain to my friends how this felt. I wanted his thing to go deeper. I pushed down more and felt it stopped. I knew I had reached my.