Then I pushed her face into the drivers seat and said "Don't move," in a kinda angry voice. I fast-walked around to the passenger side, flung the door...open and manhandled her ass in to a fucked up doggy position. She was looking over her shoulder at me, and from the wide-eyed expression on her face, I could tell she really wanted it. I tore her panties down and shoved Mr. Meat into her pussy.I guess she was expecting it in the ass 'cause she was dry or something; it took a few strokes for me to. It was only a short walk to their house and the cool air was nice in sobering me up slightly so I would remember the experiments of tonight. It didn’t take us long to get into the swing of things, Cole quickly grabbed me and pulled me towards her; her tongue demanding entrance into my mouth. I granted her permission as she began to squeeze and massage my tits. Mark stood there gawping before grinning and hanging out coats up in the hallway. Cole grabbed my hand and led me into the living room. A few minutes later, the wood started to thin out and she started across the edge of the meadow next to one of the wheatfields, staring at the huge agricultural machinery that stretched across the field as far as she could see. Ahead, coming in the opposite direction she could see another figure approaching and as she reached the mid point of the meadow, a brown streak shot out of the tall grass, bounding towards the closing figure.‘Woof, woof’‘Heel girl, heel’ she called ‘bloody dog’ as she. I started working full-time at a local body repair shop and rented a house not far from my childhood home. About a year and a half later I met and subsequently married a hot little number that I still cater to today.That brings me to when I started bringing a “partner in crime.”Living just down the street, we were often over there having dinner or just visiting. My new wife and my stepmom would often trade clothes and go shopping together and that’s how this next bit started.One weekend, Dad.