I told him I'd fill him in if he'd fill me first and he rolled up between my legs and pushed his long, thick cock into me, sliding easily on the cum h...s son had just left.I have to say, I'd never had so much sex, after all, I not only had a young teenage son with a hard cock all the time, the whole thing was turning hubby on as well. Not that I didn't just love it, I was never so aroused in my life.Then, on Friday, as Steve and I were changing, he suggested, "What do you think about bringing. They couldn’t help, it seemed, to glance at the kennel building down the slope, envisioning the events in the story.Eventually, the talk moved to ‘normal’ topics away from the story, but that was always just under the surface. How could it not be? I suspect it is not at all unlike happy honeymooners returning home and trying to be ‘normal’ when they have just returned from a week in some tropical oasis with seclusion that allowed frequent intimacies. Suddenly, on their return they are supposed. It was like the first words that came out of my mouth. Dad said son, you aint done growing yet. It still might thicken up a bit. Dad was moaning now and his legs were buckling a bit now. He said son that feels so fucking good. He started to speed up his stroke on my cock now. I was like fucking ready to shoot my load. He must of noticed because he stopped. and turned back towards the fire. He gave me a good look at his backside and ass and then said you ready for some more. I was like sure, He. I told the loser I’m visiting to be ready for me at 3:30, but that I might be as late as 4:30. I like giving myself a window and that’s the way it should be since losers do things on My Time. The way I’m dressed I could be going to work at a downtown firm, if I were so unlucky. But I’m happy to oblige this loser’s request to dress formally because I love dressing this way. What girl doesn’t like to look good? Stu is a moderately successful (read: not that successful) 40-year-old banker who pays.