Clark's house. I knew where it was though. He lived in the nicest area in town. His neighbors were all doctors and lawyers and Indian chiefs. Well, ma...be not Indian chiefs, but prominent businessmen. The houses were all huge estates with well manicured lawns and a lot of space between them.Mr. Clark met me in the driveway when I arrived. He had been loading his luggage into the limo that was taking him to the jetport. He helped me with my bag and I followed him inside.His wife was still. I got turned around and he had his briefs down below his cock when he slammed me against the dresser. His semi hard cock which was uncut just like mine was hanging in front of me. He looked at me and I looked at him and then down at his cock. My own uncut cock was stiffening. I was six inches long and almost two inches thick. My dad had to be eight inches long and almost three inches thick.Looking back at him I said, “Dad…” I stopped myself from saying what I was going to say. In all honesty I. Peter had his head parked between her thighs and was “dining at her Y.” CJ and Cavi were on both sides of Peter, rubbing his cheeks of his ass with one hand and fondling his hard cock with their others. CJ got a devilish grin on her face and slid her hand on Peter's ass over to his butt crack and began toying with his puckered hole. "Mmmmm..." escaped his lips, as CJ started easing her tiny finger into his tight ass.Not to be outdone, Cavi pulled his hard cock to her lips and sucked him inside. If ya' want bananas and oranges, get in Ma's boat.That's better. Brush the powdered sugar off your lap. You look like a flour sack blew up on you. Now lean back put your feet up on the stern and every now and again, twitch that pole to make sure you aren't catching the salad for our lunch.HOLY COW! Did you feel that? Like a freight train grabbed that hook!Reel in some and don't drop the tip of your rod! Aww man! Got away did it?OK. Relax. Don't worry about the coffee. Just rag it up with this.