"It was his mother again, wearing that skimpy dressing-gown. He willed his erection down but no such luck. He presumed that she had come to continue t...eir talk form the other night. She smiled at him; quite seductively in fact, David looked cautiously."Hi sweetie, what are you up to?" Er, not much Mom." I had a think about what we talked about the other night. And well, I can't allow you to go to some strange woman and fork over your hard-earned money; it's just not worth the risk. I want you. I was already starting to pitch a tent in my pants. My brain was telling me to slow down, I’ve only known this girl for a few hours. Of course my cock was saying who cares, we’re going to get laid. I think I was more excited over seeing this breathtakingly beautiful woman naked than I was over having sex with her. With in a few minutes I found myself between her lovely legs giving my tongue the workout of a life time. She screamed and twisted her body, she grabbed the back of my head and. He let his mind drift back those short years before. ** It was eight months after his return from Boise that Duncan returned from his morning stroll around Green Lake to find a message on his answering machine. Helen had called to tell him that unless he called by 10 that morning she would be leaving in her BMW, heading for Seattle. She expected to be there in two days. Helen asked if he could put her up while she was in town. Since it was nearly 11 AM it was too late to call and stop her. As I watched him savage his daughter - my girlfriend - with a hardwood paddle, the lustful side of me again reappeared. Two white circles began to form on the bottom of her ass cheeks as the punishment continued, but I could see her plump pussy lips too, and my cock began to firm up again. By the 6th stroke, Donna no longer reacted to each stroke, but rather just continuously cried as she took her punishment. Finally, it was done. Her father turned to me immediately and simply said, "Get out." .