We both turned to see Heather’s dad standing in the doorway. My cock in my hand, her ass and tits completely exposed to him as she was bent over one...of the sinks. Holy shit, I thought for what seemed like a moment frozen in time. Then he opened his mouth and just said ‘You might want to lock this door.’ Then he turned and walked out of the room. We both laughed, but my cock was still hard and throbbing. I grabbed her hips and easily slid my prick into Heather’s tight, hot cunt. It was heaven.. The following day I went downstairs unable to look dad in the face, “sorry about last night” “oh ok sorry for coming in, I did knock at first” I replied “well les say no more” dad said “ok but I have never seen one so big” dad looked smiled and said “honey all men are different, and it is not the size it is only the person within” I shot off to school with the image of my dad’s cock all rigid and him rubbing it like mad, that evening as we sat eating nothing was said, we watched Tele and dad. She had on a low cut t-shirt and every time she bent down to grab some food out of a bag her huge tits were practically about to pop out. When she was done I went into the living room and sat on the couch. Veronica poured a glass of wine for both of us and sat on the couch next to me.“I love to have a glass of wine in the afternoon to relax with,” she said as she kicked her heels off and put her feet up on the soft couch facing me. I turned to face her as we began talking. “My husband and I got. This is London, isn’t it? It’s an expensive town. I’m kinda stuck, aren’t I?’ ‘We’ll find you somewhere,’ said Daniel with a dismissive wave of one hand. ‘And perhaps I can give you a hand with some of the start-up, but that’s not really the issue I want to discuss.’ Craig knew where it was going, even as he asked, ‘What is it, then?’ he knew what was coming. He was pleased to see the old man squirm as Daniel, still wearing the dark, sober suit he habitually wore to Patemoster Row, gruff to.