Thats when I started to travel a little, and why I stopped going to classes, driving a couple hours each night to bar-hop in small towns, hoping to fi...d vulnerable drunk girls (the younger, the better, mind you) to fuck. But bars were a different deal than college-parties. All the single girls went out in big groups, and it wasnt easy to break one away, especially without really being noticed doing it. Ok, I know Ive gotten away from the story at hand, yet I hope you now understand how excited. I looked down and that fantastic cock - and I do mean a cock that is an object of fantasy - was rock hard. Like steel. Upright. Rigid. Hot. And glistening.Phil's whole hand seemed to cover my breast, and the repeated sensation of his palm scraping against my nipple sent spikes of sensation through my body.I closed my eyes again and soaked up the sensations as my fingers wrapped around his bared cock and stroked the long journey from his head down to his balls. Jack has a nice-sized cock, but. We both spluttered inane excuses about trying on clothes and getting tired and that was why we were on the bed, how stupid it all sounded. “Okay girls,” he said raising his hand to stop us. “I’m sorry I came in without knocking but I hadn’t realised you had an attraction to each other.” Daddy wasn’t cross and I breathed with relief. “Sorry Daddy,” I squeaked. “Don’t be sorry baby. It’s okay, really,” he gathered me to him with a long arm around my bare shoulders. “Me too, Daddy,” Mia. As she felt my hard-on through my pants. I admitted to them that you two beautiful ladies certainly hadn't left me cold.Stacy said: "Maybe the shirt can even convince you that you should let your wife get pregnant".If i think back about that comment now, i wonder if it was intentionally that she didn't say by who.I thought Vicky would probably wear the shirt once or maybe under a sweater. Because she said it was nice to wear. But she ended up wearing it visibly and a little too often. She did.