He noted that she was visibly wet, with a viscus creamy colored liquid running down to her little brown butt hole.Then he put the camera down and move... towards the door. “I can hear the phone ringing, back in a minute.” He yelled.Once outside in the hall, he checked on the children again. Neither had moved an inch, which was normal, once down for the night they never rose again before 6:00 am. Dave stood in the hall formulating how he intended to have this play out. He was way outside his. I was pretty sure, though, that a couple other daughters at the table were giving me the once-over. I mean, you know, most dads hit thirty-five and the “schlub” factor starts increasing exponentially. Whereas I worked out and took care of myself so that even though I’m past forty, I looked better than most of the dads there. Plus, I had the suit on and most of these dads wore outfits that seemed to magnify their dad-bods.After some speeches about Grandma’s House of Hope (a really great group. I watched her take her first hit, and she coughed, of course. But I reminded her to respect it, not to hit it to hard or it will hit back even harder. She took another hit and gave it back. I sit there smoking watching her. The evening air rushed up the mountain making the heights cold at night. And her being in booty shorts, she asked if she could sit with me. We talked for awhile, mostly just small shit, this and that.Finally she started gettin real loose with me."Jai, how come some guys are. “I like it when you hug me from behind. Can you come into me that way?”Richard did not hesitate. Her well formed backside was too enticing. He moved behind her and guided his member into her slippery opening. When he found purchase, he penetrated her as far as possible, whilst he wrapped his right arm around her chest. Ellen pressed her backside against him and tilted her pelvis to achieve deeper penetration. To Richard, this felt like heaven, whilst the rocking motions of Ellen’s hips gave him.