“That’s it. You’ll want your pants to dry so you can wear them later. You know what they say. Swim naked, go home in your pants. Swim in your pa...ts and you go home naked.” Suddenly there was another voice in his head and other eyes looking through his, just long enough to whisper a name. His pants were off and he was in the water before the word had passed his lips.“Mari?” he whispered as he swam out to meet her. She laughed again and rolled to swim away under water. She came up again behind. We could have our noisy, funny, and sexual times together without much fear of interruption as when we'd started on the journey of blending our families. Mary and I agreed that we should have a home that was ours and our children's without 'before' memories. The two older ones wholeheartedly joined the venture and my younger one also. Thus, we'd bought a five-bedroomed property about midway between our previous homes which meant that the two older ones could continue their moves to their. "Have you ever done it?" I asked sweetly as I grabbed his towel and tossed it away behind me. I always check. I've humped a couple of dozen guys who were not cherry, but right now it's virgins I want. I just love teaching them and breaking them in and being their first. It's extra exciting, the cherry on top if you don't mind the pun. And it often means I can use them any time I want.His mouth fell open, and he shook his head; his eyes were riveted to my breasts, but his cock flopped limply. I. At that moment, Emily saw her Dad throw his head over his shoulders groaning and moaning. He wobbled a bit here and there as he spun his hips about. It felt so sickeningly but delightfully wrong kneeling before her very Dad watching him ache his way to climax that it swayed her to think instantly of a more splendid home for his sperm than her tummy."Let me up, Dad.......LET ME UP,PLEASE!!!" she cried, rocking herself up from under him.With his threatening boner before him, John scrambled in.