“Look I finally figured it out” “Really” I replied “I have lost count on how many times you have rubbed against me.” “When I see you in ...hose panties all I think about is your red lips wrapped around my long white cock. Is that so wrong?”I sat there with my mouth open in shock. I was forced to make a choice and my choice was YES. I slowly shook my head no but cleared my throat and told Frank. “3B, come over around 7:30pm with the hot beef.” The clock read 6:32pm and I ran myself a warm bubble. When my dick was hard, pressed firmly against his chest, he starting thrusting in and out of my asshole. Some pain came back and I grunted. There was also some pleasure, and I found myself moaning.I decided to just go with it then. I didn't like it, but I couldn't stop it, and it would be easier if I enjoyed some of the physical sensations right? So I squeezed my dad's firm ass cheeks as he pounded his son's sissy fuck hole."Your so tight son!" he said."Ugh...fuck dad... fuck you... God fuck. "I came over to talk," she says, shifting slightly. "So talk,” he growls. She looks like she's trying to gather her thoughts, but doesn't speak. She doesn't look at me either, but I know my presence is why she won't say anything. "If this is about you and I, I have nothing new to say," he says, finally bringing his voice down a notch. She searches his eyes trying to find a niche, and though I can't see his whole face, I'm guessing his glare is ice cold matching his voice. Nobody is minding. Chloe restarted her chuckle, she felt awkward, it was as if Erin’s word fun had been misinterpreted as ‘we should get drunk and fuck’The film started, it was slow, then the first touching happened, the first drink followed, then again, and again. The film was 45 minutes in, chloe and Erin was both drunk, giggling at all the sex scenes.They were seated side by side on the sofa, the fire was roaring, apart from the fire and tv it was only candles lighting the room creating a red glow.