"I can explain, really."I looked around, saw the mini bar and grabbed the two small scotch bottles, emptying one quickly, gulping hard as I sat in the...chair. "Explain?"She couldn't make eye-contact. The harsh light made her look so vulnerable. "I lied." Yeah?" Yeah, I told Becca what a stud you are."Talk about a bad-handed compliment! I was hurt: I thought I was a stud, but she didn't know that."She seemed so impressed that we were so open. I told her I had seen your... you know, your thing. I. We sat on the sofa and made small talk, while he rubbed my pants leg with his big hand. I was a bit nervous, but horny as hell, so I was glad when he began undressing me.With SzilagyImi’s encouragement, I removed my shirt, exposing my chest. Despite binding them flat under my clothes, my tits sprung out of my binder, perky and about a handful each. My nipples were already hard, and SzilagyImi leaned down and took one in his mouth, running his tongue across it. I caught my breath and he. I was a woman and glad, I could remember littleelse. Finally, we drifted off to sleep entwined in each other's arms.CHAPTER 5 It was the early morning sun shining in through a crack in thecurtains that woke me up. I looked drowsily around not recognisinganything, where the hell was I? I felt a weight around my waist and looked down to see an arm.A thick, hairy arm. Suddenly I was wide awake. I thank God to this day that I didn'tfollow my instincts and leap out of bed. A quick glance quickly. When I see that he's coming, then I'll come over and wait to get my prick back in you while you're still hot and squirming."She said throatily, "We'll do it, lover; it's a wonderful way to start the evening, and besides, I'm just as anxious to see your father squeeze all that huge meat of his into his daughter's small box. Your sister must really love prick, to take so much of it" Oh, she does," he said. "She's very much like you, mom."She stood up and tuned around. "They might be awhile yet..