David was one of those guys that are naturally slim and good looking. He did sports at home so he had an athletic build but was a few inches shorter t...en me.Just to clear the air, if you are already getting turned on, neither of us was gay. David and I were fourt**n. We were friends with other guys in the area and would ride around and shoot the shit. No one we knew had a license yet so bikes were it (next to getting a ride from Mom). It was all very hetero. We all talked about girls and hoping. So now I know that this is getting' you aroused and you're probably embarrassed about that, but so what? I'm kinda aroused, too; it's just the way our bodies react. It's perfectly normal." Okay, Daddy, I get it, and you can stop starin' at me," she joked, obviously needing to reduce the tension in the room. I laughed and then she laughed."Honey, your mom isn't here and it's up to us to make the rules. Your mom would have freaked out if either of us walked around in our underwear but she's not. She rode faster and faster when I shot a second load into her. It was pure extasy for me. She had a look of surprise “did you cum inside me?” she tried to roll off but I grabbed her and pulled her to me. “Are you worried about being pregnant?” as I brought her to my eye level. Her eyes her look of distress suddenly turned to anguish as she realized she didn’t have that long to worry about such things. I held her feeling her breast against my body and my cum slowly leaking out of her pussy and. “And I’ve got all the proof right here in pictures and on video,” Vicky joked, showing them a sample video.“Are you going to tell Dad you fucked three strippers?” Brenda asked.“Of course I will, you’re Dad and I keep no sex secrets from each other,” Karen replied, hesitant to pour another rye and ginger. “I must have some kind of bug, I don’t even want to have another drink.”“Mom, since we’re on the subject of Dad, we have something to say and ask. We know you have an extra ticket for New Years.