My dick ached harder. Flashes of my wife and daughter locked in a passionate kiss with lots of tongue, their naked bodies pressed together, shot throu...h my mind.“Let me just feel around in there,” my wife said, sliding her hand up our daughter’s thigh to her pussy. “I’ll be nice and gentle. Like the doctor.”Tiffany bit her lip. Her eyes widened when my wife reached her teenage pussy. She pushed two fingers inside. My daughter bit her lip, fighting a moan as my wife pumped her fingers in and out. She looked in my eyes and asked how big it got when hard. While asking, she reached out to take hold of my cock. Her touch was soft and she slid her hand up and down. It was only seconds before my cock grew hard. Kelly’s eyes grew big again. I asked her what she thought, and she said it was huge. I knew, after the way her husband had been acting, that she was starving for attention. I extended my arms, reached down to her waist and started pushing her top over her head. She stopped me. Kelly. When she finished stretch she sighed softly and said in a light voice barely audible, “I’m horny.”I was about to say something but I pretended that I didn’t hear what she said and turned around and went back to my writing or really a blank screen.“Hey!! What’s so important that you can’t pay attention to me? I came all the way over here to see you and you paying more attention to the computer than me.” She said as her mouth put on a little pout.“You came over because of the air conditioning. I eventually became moderately successful, enough to have my own home and rumoured affairs with likewise moderately successful young and attractive female actors. I could drop names but that would be so gauche. Life was good up until now. Dad was well enough to ask me to head into town a get a good supply of proper beer, you know, Aussie beer, not that imported muck. This was how I found myself walking down the street to the hotel bottle shop. Meekering hadn’t changed all that much while I’ve.