He leaned forward slightly, looked me directly in the eyes and spoke very calmly, with no hesitation in his voice.“Brian, my wife and I love you as ...f you were our own son. One of the reasons for that is the way you always treat the both of us with respect. You’re the finest young man I know personally, I have complete trust in you. I know you will treat my daughter with the respect she deserves. But with that said, you’re both adults, you have your own lives to live.” he said.“Thank you sir, I. "Ok ready for the big reveal?" I nodded still really nervous. She softlymessed up my hair some, or so I thought, moving it in differentdirections. "At least you let your hair grow past that almost buzz cutyou've had," Then she turned me to face the mirror.I don't think there are enough words to describe just how stunned and inawe I was when I saw my reflection. I stepped closer to the mirror to geta better look, and try to see if I could find anything left of me. Mylong smooth runners legs in. No protection, her arse taken bareback, her pussy fully shaken and stirred. Cock filled and cum drenched like churned ingredients pulsating in a mix master. Delicious male skins on female skin feel everywhere. Highlighted by a rough but naturally insistent forceful dual infiltration. This was not a polite bedroom exploratory romp; it was primitive and powerful; played out in the shadows, trapped in earthy grubby dimness, yet open to the stars and as expansive and wondrous as the Southern. Carefully, I twisted the mirror so I could see the window. It was empty. Rising, I turned the mirror, scanning the room. Erica was swaying, almost dancing, in the center of the room, her back still to me. I risked standing so I could see her without the mirror. The beautiful girl swung her hips and dipped her legs, gyrating. Then, starting at her hemline a few inches above her knees, she ran her hands up her body until they cupped and squeezed her breasts. Even though I could only see her from.