There was still something I could not work out.When we ended up in the bedroom and I got her out of her knickers, I started to finger her and thought ...o myself there was something odd 'downstairs'. Now if you are reading this, I bet you are already jumping to conclusions! Well, you're wrong!!! No, she was NOT a tranny - most DEFINITELY NOT!! When I finally slid my cock inside her, I thought 'Hang on! This feels a little, er, 'strange'.....I can only describe the sensation inside this lady as. It was at that time that I realized that this wasn’t the first time, for the past month or more she has been “cleaning” her jacket up in the privacy of our bathroom. That thought blew my mind. That piece of knowledge seemed suddenly nasty and hot all at the same time. That would explain why her jacket was stained but not crusty and why it had become so easy for me get her jacket. Now you would think that I would exploit that bit of knowledge and go out of my way to continue to feed Sue my. " Candy said."Sure Neil, if that's what you want? I'm up for it."Neil was pleased with himself and moved the chair closer to the bed where the two girls sat on the edge."I want you to strip each other first." Okay, that's cool." Jen replied without any hesitation.Jen reached over and began to pull the willing Candy's tank top over her upraised arms. When it cleared her head she tossed it aside and immediately went to work on the fastener of her bra. After the bra fell in a heap on the floor;. Dad straddled with legs on either side, in his nest yoga position. Dad guided his well hung rod to her eagerly waiting brown hole. Putting his head against the hole was the introduction. The real fun came each time as his hard rod tried to enter mom’s tight hole. Pain swirled and swirled as dad gently pushed his rod into her shaft, giving her delicious painful pleasure. Dad started slow and worked up to give her a good pumping and a great orgasm. It was fun to watch moms expression as dad.