“So, that’s what passes for foul language down here? I’m sorry. I didn’t know. OK, no more references to the big G upstairs, I promise.”“W...ird, Logan,” Beauty chastised in a gentler voice.“Got it,” he scowled, pinched the bridge of his nose against the first dull throb of a headache, and looked around for Karen. “Now it seems that I need to go convince our guest that you are not going to eat her. Be right back.”Logan fished a stick from the fire and coaxed it to life as a torch to light his. ' Clarence answered '...I know you want, you ainm't told no one about the others you want tell on me. If you do they will tyell what y'all been doing and no one will believe you any way so shut up!...' By now Clarence had taken hold of his man hood and was guiding it between my buttocks right against my anal opening. I felt the bulbous head as it probe at my anus and Clarence whisper in my ear '...you better relax and let me do this or it's gonna hurt like hell. I don't really care but you. "We can figure this out ourselves, darling, and we don't need an audience. It makes us self-conscious. Ellen didn't back away from Eric and they began dancing to the old song, "All The Way" with Sinatra singing."There you go... "all the way," perfect!" he said as he went up the stairs."Pay no attention, Eric, pay no attention. You are doing very well."Another record started and they continued with a slightly different step that Ellen demonstrated.Another tune came on and Eric's erection was. Right now Dad’s young lover could be on her knees in front of him, devouring his cock, licking and nibbling, sucking and spitting on it, begging him for his cum. I’m wanking slowly as I imagine the scene…my Dad running his hands through her short, spikey blonde hair, or maybe his hand reaching down to cup and caress one of her pert little breasts.Or perhaps they’ve ventured beyond the lake and into the wood behind, where Dad has hoicked up her skirt, and, panties to one side, entered her from.