Even soft, it hung halfway down his thigh. Just imagining what it would look like made me wet in a heartbeat. I had many sexual fantasies about my dad... Judging by the way Phillip filled out the crotch of his tight fitting western Jeans he was every bit as huge as my dad if not even bigger, if that was possible. I had sexual fantasies about him too.I spent my summer vacations with Uncle Phillip at Elmendorf Air Force Base. He was attached to the 732d Air Mobility Squadron. Aunt Cathy served as a. SHE tolerated me thinking of her as Brett’s woman, and not as my WIFE whom I could never hurt. I knew that Brett’s woman would grimace and hurt from the ripping and burning she felt as I stretched her vaginal walls. Agness and I held each other, tears flowing from our eyes; we repeatedly kissed confirming our love for each other. Brett was standing beside us. I turned and looked up at HIM, reaching out my hand to HIM. Brett grabbed it and I thanked HIM as we shook hands. Brett stepped closer. The smell of brewing coffee woke up people and, slowly, people came into the kitchen. Alison returned clean and sweet smelling. I told her to make more coffee giving instructions on how. I found a couple of big skillets and started bacon frying in each. I pulled eggs out and got ready to crack them when Mary and Tracey walked in. They had taken time to clean up but were naked, also.Mary came over to the stove. "I can do that." I let her.Tracey said, "I make a mean omelet so let me have the eggs. I had to admit I was jealous of his other conquests, often wishing I was his only lover.Not that I was exactly chaste myself. No, I took cock whenever and from whoever I could. 90 minutes before I got Glenn's text I was on my back, in the bed of a pick-up truck behind my favorite ABS, getting my ass pounded by a construction worker I picked up in the booths. His stubby, six inch, uncut cock dumping a load inside me in less then two minutes, with plenty of time leftover to finish his lunch.