I had a jock build, which I got by playingfootball and wrestling. I had green eyes, and short brown hair withblonde tips. And I had known that I was g...y for a long time. I had triedto look at girls, but they never turned me on like guy did.My dad was forty-two, with brown hair and blue eyes. He stood around thesame height that I did. Throughout the years he had managed to keep anice build and body. So he looked quite a bit younger.So, as I said, the time for the trip was upon me. Dad and I had. Things were a bit rough at first, as you would expect of kids learning to be adults together. But we made it. Ive always been so proud that we did. In 1999 we welcomed our first daughter Megan into the world. Prior to Megan I had the gift of being fresh and 21. 34 C and every inch of them the most perfect upturned tits with the sweetest peg nipples, at least that is what Greg used to say about them. I was never skinny, but I was the best kind of soft, fluid and curvy. My ass was perfectly. I started to nibble on the monster sex switch, and almost immediately, she started to twitch. I reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube. I came up for air while I squeezed a bit onto two fingers. I spread it onto her entrance, and started to work the two fingers in. I dove back in and resumed my suction and nibbling. I stroked my fingers until they were all of the way in. I turned my hand and curled my fingers up. I scratched the front of her canal with my nails, trying to find her special. She always has some excuse why they just are not right for her. So Grant heads for his dorm. On the way he runs into his roommate, Steve, who is also heading for the room. ‘Missed her again, huh?’ Steve says. ‘What are you a fucking mind reader?’ Grant replies. ‘No you just have that sad puppy dog look again. You know she really doesn’t treat you very well,’ Steve continues. ‘Bull shit! She is great! It is that fucking bitch Christie that is the problem! Sure Kelly is full of herself, but all.