You see, when I'm sitting around the house cleaning, reading, cooking, whatever I'm a pretty normal kind of guy. However, let me get a snoot full and ...omething switches on. Part of me knows enough physics, chemistry, electronics, biochemistry and engineering to be reeeealy dangerous.A few years ago I was looking around my incredibly filthy place and realized that I hated housework. That was at about the third beer. After the eighth everything kind of turned off. I woke up to the sound of an old. The tan of her skin, the blackness of her hair and the shape of her muscles hinted more at a warrior and an adventurer than at a peasant or noble maiden. She bore no weapons though - or maybe had she been stripped of them, as her arms were tied behind her back. Her boots of supple leather were high and worn out; boots of a poor traveller. She wore a ringmail skirt of foreign craft, and bore a modest golden tiara. Her breastplate caught the attention of the King more than any other piece of her. I had my hands on her stunning tits as I started a medium speed fuck of my oldest daughter — by seven minutes. Her tits felt exactly like her sisters, but she didn't completely shave herself, there was an uppercase E shaved into her red pubic hair."Oh, Daddy — oh Daddy — you are fucking me with that big beautiful cock of yours, if Grace and I hadn't practiced with a gourd; we'd still have our maidenhead — we knew that you'd be our first real cock, and our first fuck — give it to me, come on -. "Nice to meet you...finally," Katie said, smiling. "This is Cameron...Cam," Katie said, pulling her boyfriend over to make the acquaintance. It was so great to hang out with them. Since I had started seeing CJ, I had really cut myself off from just about everyone else. I guess that's typical. KT and I talked and texted a lot, so she knew what was going on. But it had been a long time since we hung out. Fortunately the guys clicked, so KT and I were able to chat about things that were a little.