He pulled aside the d****s he had been peeking from, and pulled his shorts and underwear half way down to his knees. Look at me sexy bitch, he thought...to himself. Look at me shoot a load sexy bitch.Despite sudden twitching on her part, as if to signal she wanted to roll over, he didn't flinch: 4 spurts of cum gushed from his cock. When his daughter looked up towards his stiff cock hanging out of his pants, he quickly pulled the towel from around his neck, wrapping it around his crotch. If she. She had tied another nylon around my neck to hold the skirt down andwas now tying the top tight with the pink satin sash. I could feel itgo tight and heard her tie it in a tight bow. Once she was finishedfussing with it she stood back. "There," she giggled. "Now you knowwhat a lady wears under her skirt, understand Timmy?" She said. Bothladies giggled as I nodded my now bulbous, skirted head and issued amuffled gasp. Then I heard Ruth say that they were going into thekitchen for coffee and that. .as if she hadn’t seen one before. ‘What is it Karen’, I enquired of her.. ‘Something wrong’? ‘David, that’s the first time I have seen one of those..pretty big, isn’t it’?. She said. Now people, if I have a big one then I have a big one, granted, it has been in a semi-floppy state, so-to-speak for all the time I had been starkers next to Karen over the past adventure, but not to the stage when it was ready for action! ‘Not really, Karen’, just it’s normal size’, I lied for the second time that. What she didn’t like was thinking that I was capable of getting over her that fast. “You have to know that I just can’t run off and marry the next Vice President. I’d lose my job. The network hates you people. Me falling in love with you and carrying on a very discreet affair is one thing. There is no way I’d survive committing this big a sin. They would trash me for the next thirty years.“I thought we would be fine running in and out of remote cabins and exotic hide-a-ways. No way in hell will.