Oh my God. It was a thought, thankfully it didn’t come out verbally. I held it in my hand and glanced up at him. He was watching me, perhaps a li...tle concern showing. Was this also a reason for his not being more aggressive with women he didn’t know? Who didn’t know him? His cock was large. Even soft my hand only covered half of it. When I experienced Brad on that first day, I thought he was big. At eight inches, he was big in my experience, then. But this … this cock was almost that. .I looked at her with lust and amazement as I nodded for her to fuck me hard, She lent in to me and kissed me hard, I kissed back grabbing her hips as she lowers herself so her tight cunt is sitting on my rock hard knob. I moan a little as she grinds her hips a little softly rubbing her soaking pussy against my long dick, I whisper softly in her ear that my dick is ready for her teenage pussy. She looks at me and giggles as she gets up and disappears for a minute I think I have fucked up but. "Aunt Misty! You brought the convertible! I love this car," were her first words. She had first ridden in the car four years ago when she was just f******n and ever since then she always loved our road trips in it with the top down and stereo blasting. I love driving that zippy little red Mercedes as well and this was definitely a weekend for that car. Jeannie looked so cute that morning. Thin, white, sleeveless, A-line sundress with a high neckline which had a large v-shaped crochet insert. So I got on the bed and called Oliver up. He looked at us for a moment. I could see his mind trying to figure out why he wasn't getting sex, and if he should listen to the command. It would seem he gave up on the sex and hopped up on the bed. My eyes went to his red member that was hanging down. Sara's eyes went there too. She got on all fours and looked at me and said: "I want to fuck him tonight". I was so surprised I was stunned. I couldn't talk or move. Sara patted her ass and called Oliver.