You were perfectly clear."He slipped the hook that held the screen door closed and pushed the door open. I carried two bags of laundry inside and thro...gh the kitchen to the small mud room where his washer and dryer are located in the back of the old house. I dropped the bags and started to go back through the house to get the third bag of laundry that I left out on the steps.Larry was blocking my way. He was standing in the door of the laundry room and didn't move.I looked up at him. I had thought about fucking my dad, but to hear him come out and say it was shocking. "What about MOM?" Your mom stopped putting out two years ago." Oh, poorDaddy." I said giving him a hug."Yes, "he said sadly, "I am so lonely Stephie and I get so horny with no one to touch me."He said he hadn't touched female breasts in a long time. He slowly slid my shirt up and saw I wasn’t wearing a bra. He asked if he could touch mine. His hand rubbed over them slowly, pausing to pinch my nipples. I knew. And why she feuled so many one man stands.All of about 5’1” maybe 102 lbs. shaped like an hourglass, legs and a butt that was just so firm and solid and with the perky breasts of a goddess not an ounce of body fat. Powder blonde hair and that powder blonde is real not from a bottle. I'll explain how I know later. The sweetest pouty lips and blue eyes you have ever seen. She had a fluid motion to how she move and walked, it was not till later that I found out that she was an dancer and the had. Since both the head of my thingie and my vulva were very sensitive, it felt really good to rub them together. At that stage neither part secreted much moisture so there was no natural lubrication. A couple of times I tried to push my thingie into my virgina but without lubrication nothing happened. One night I tried lubricating my slit with spit and discovered that spit made the sensations I got by sliding my thingie up and down my slit at least twice as intense as when I was dry. I liked that.