I, too, had often dreamed of having Dad in my bed – lovingly transforming his little girl into a more complete woman…perhaps even leaving her carr...ing his baby!“Don’t just dismiss the idea,” Mark suggested. “You owe your Dad a lot, and inviting him to be intimate with you now that you are an adult, and can be a consenting adult, would have to be the ultimate compliment to him.”“That’s an unusual thought,” I suggested. And it made me ask…“Mark, you’re suggesting I invite Dad to fuck me. Have you. You nod. “Each one is straining for a better view, baby. Many of the men have bulges in the front of their trousers and they are openly stroking themselves. One of the women looks like she has her hand up her skirt, and I bet she has her fingers inside her silken panties”. My cock falls from your lips as your voice rises up in a desperate scream. “Oh GOD. Oh my GOD. OH MY GOD. YOU’RE MAKING ME COME. I AM COMING. I AM COMING OH GGGGGGOOOOOODDDDDD!" As I watch, your juices start to run between. Not Marie and Olivia 69ing, slurping at each other so loudly it sounded like waves lapping on the shore......not even the sight of Katrina face down and ass up, wailing like a banshee as Jessica held her arms behind her and pounded the strap-on into her.Finally, Jessica gathered the four younger women around her and they conferred in quiet tones, occasionally glancing over at Jackie London, who still sat gripping the sides of her chair as if a gale-force wind was trying to blow her away. Then. Of course, then I had a problem on my own hands that meant I had to sit at my desk awhile longer.A couple of hours later I sent her another text, this time instructing her to once again take a timeout, and spend some time with her favorite vibrator. I reiterated that she was not allowed to cum. She answered with a frown emoji, paired with an OK emoji.Not too long after, my phone vibrated with a notification of a message. What I saw made me rock hard almost immediately: my wife spread-eagled on.