Her hand was like crushed velvet as I shook it and my mind wandered as I imagined feeling that same hand stroking my cock, "Would you like some breakf...st?" she asked, "No, need to get to work," and she smiled at me, "Drop by anytime," she said as I turned to leave, trying to hide my erection. "Richard, would you like to have dinner with us tonight?" Sandra asked and I could see her aunt giving her approval, "Sure, what time?' and she said 6:30 and I left. My drug had been successful, so I set. I knew what I wanted and I set about getting it. But, my father was proving a hard nut to crack (pun intended). He never touched me and he never let me touch him. I had just about reached the end of my rope. Then, 'today' happened and I asked my father to rub lotion on my back and when he would've walked away, I wantonly spread my legs for him and asked him to keep rubbing. I saw his eyes glaze over with lust and he began to unbuckle his belt. "Your mother can never, ever know," he told me. "No. She looked a lot like his current work mistress, Summer, but Celia was a blonde with short hair instead of the brunette hair that Summer had. What he really liked was the roundedness and size of Celia's figure. Her breasts were very nicely rounded, at least C-cups, and sat high on her chest, and she also had a nicely rounded ass that was just right for her shortness. He figured that Celia was no more than probably 5'2" to 5'4" or so in height. Philip's cock began to flinch and throb in his. They let me leave so I walked back to the car with cumleaking out of my ass, no longer even had any panties on to catch some ofthe cum. I drove home and if I was not such a pervert I would have felt badabout what happened, but instead I went to my room took the dildo that Iused before and fucked myself even more and jerked off thinking of allthose cocks that used my boy pussy. A few days went by and my ass was no longer sore but I had thedesire to have it filled again like it did.