I undid my pants and told him I was just giving my dick some room and told him If needed to it would be ok. A few minutes passed and Mike undid his pa...ts and put his hand on his crotch. If I was alone Id probably be jackin now. You can go ahead, I dont care. It would just be weird doing it with you sitting here and not doing it. I told him to feel free and then I pushed my jeans down to my knees and and kept rubbing my dick. The next time the clouds broke we could both see each other and Mike. The next day was school and work day. That day, my husband went to Brussels for a few days, and I had an evening meeting with several of the company's clients. As usual at such dinners there was a lot of good food and some alcohol. Full and after a few glasses of dry red wine I came back home. The son was in his room. I looked at him, how are you, son? He answered everything right without looking at me. Would you like some coffee with me? I asked, No, I still have to prepare school assignments. I don’t know when I started biting my lips but I can feel a twinge of pain from where my teeth are pressing down. Your hand slides up my side to my shoulder and I feel you grabbing my ponytail and starting to pull. My head lifts up in response to your pull as the blindfold falls to the mattress. “Look at me. I want to see your face. I want to see your orgasm building in your eyes and I want to see your face when you cum.” “Yes sir.” is all I can manage to say as another deep thrust makes my. She was also the one who told me about Allison, and re-capped all the details. When I confronted Allison she admitted fucking my father and said it was the wildest experience in her life. I was pissed, but she also said that she knew he was fucking me and that he had told her how much he loved the way I fucked. Although I was a little jealous of the three girls, and a little pissed about my best friend Allison fucking him, I understood that my father liked variety, and that he fucked all the.