He was probably five feet nine inches tall. He had an average build; not to slim but trim enough to know that he tried to stay fit. I guessed he was a...ound forty years old. But what drew me to him was the way he looked. He had more than a passing resemblance to Harrison Ford in his Han Solo phase. I just loved that look and had had many a dirty dream in my younger days about that scoundrel Han Solo.I had come out this evening with the intention of finding a date. So I had dressed a little sexy,. ”“Wow, that’s great. Hi Shari. I look forward to seeing you at the party,” said Rob. “From what your dad tells me, I’m really looking forward to seeing you at the party,” Shari replied.“So dad’s been bragging about my cock again? Wanna see it, or can you wait until the party?”“Let’s see it now. Why wait?” Shari replied. With that, my son unzipped his pants and fished out his half hard cock. He started stroking the monster and it only took a few strokes until it was fully erect. “Whad’yuh. “Mark, your naughty niece is ready for you”, said Beth. I quickly undressed and got in my king size bed; I lifted up Tricia’s skirt and saw her reddish-blonde pubic hair.I moved up over Tricia and Cindy positioned my cock with her pussy. "Now, you're going to have to break your hymen dear. Do you know what that is?” said Cindy"Of course, grandma." Tricia replied."All right, just checking. Mark, are you ready?" Ready, willing and able." I replied"Tricia, take him slowly at first. Then when. “Lead the way, pussy,” I ordered her.She laughed and pulled away from me and then led me up the stairs.It was a typical teenage girl’s room. Stupid posters of stupid heartthrobs, lots of goddamn pink, an old teddy bear or two from her childhood, frilly, flowery pillow covers. And here I was dressed in black, in my black leather jacket, the villain invading the cop’s daughter’s room. I chuckled at that.She spun around to look at me, her beautiful baby soft legs twisted, as she played with the.