“Even without my vision, it was better than I thought it would ever be. I do want to do it again, many times to come,” Dale says. “Now, now, re...ember who makes the rules,” I say, swatting playfully at his now limp prick. “Yes Ma’am, you make the rules. I haven’t forgotten,” he smiles. “That’s my man. Now, let me escort our company out and when we’re downstairs, you can take the blindfold off and meet me in bed. Don’t leave the room, understand?” “Understood, baby.” I move to stand up, just. In a couple minutes, she moves on to softly rubbing my asshole, inner thighs and balls. I spread my legs and gradually work my way onto my knees while she is caressing my sack with one hand and stroking my cock with the other. Occasionally, I can feel her long black hair swaying back and forth on my butt cheeks. I’m rubbing her leg right up to her crotch. She offers a finger up the butt to my prostate; I usually pass. I’m real finicky about what goes up my ass. After about 15 minutes of this,. We didn't see much of my dad or my "stepmom", Ana. They never married, although they were together for over 10 years. They lived on the West Coast, we lived on the East. But occasionally my siblings and I would spend a week during summer at their summer house. This happened a few times but the relevant one was when I was 18 years old.By then, Ana was 33 years old and my Dad was 51. What can I say about Ana? I was too young to admire her in her "prime", but she was still gorgeous at 33. She was. I hadn't been able to convince her to go the woods with me, yet, but we made out a little bit on the beach, and I was making some headway on the idea of finding a spot for us to be even more intimate.When we got down the beach, close to one of the entrances into the wooded paths, there was an older couple, maybe mid-forties (they were older compared to us, I was 18 and she was 19 at the time) that we hadn't seen on our last pass through the area.They were lying on a blanket up near where the.