If he let her get away, she would haunt him for hours, distracting him with her probing voice and fleeting glances. For now she was content to stay ju...t out of reach. "What's wrong? I thought you wanted me? Don't you want my pussy? Can't run with that big hard cock can you?" She dodged his grasping hands. The thick undergrowth dragged at his legs, all motions of stealth cast aside. She remained forever two steps ahead, matching his speed precisely. Little did she know he was feigning fatigue.. He was onceagain carefree. Walking to his closet he pulled his new gold silk top andCarpis pants. Minutes later he walked into the kitchen to get his lunch andschool books."That's so much better, Mark, isn't it?" His mother gushed with pride."Well, you know what they say, mom, if it feels good, and looks good--it mustbe good." Aren't you proud of your son, dear?" Mark's Dad momentarily looked up fromhis paper to see his son."Keep up the good work son, was all he could volunteer. It was more. The three of them along with another intern Sandy would do a lot of activities together. They hung out at lunch, attended Cougar baseball games, and partied at the concerts in the Square. Occasionally they would even double date. But nothing ever came out those dates. The night would end with a quick hug or a kiss. It left the girls a little frustrated. Rachel would always ask Sandy what was with that. Don’t these guys like us? Sandy proposed jokingly that they were actually gay and. I whimpered and groaned, my heart racing. His finger probed so deep into me. He pushed into my depths, stretching out my wicked asshole.He thrust a second lubed finger into my butthole.“Damn, she is tight back here,” Daddy said.“Mmm, yes,” Mommy said, her fingers digging into my rump, keeping me spread wide. “She's going to love your cock in her asshole.”“Of course,” he said. “She's your daughter.”“And your granddaughter,” Mommy purred. “Such a filthy, old man.”“Such a wanton, sexy daughter,”.