“It's nothing you haven’t done already, besides… it’s your job,” my dad said.This is so wrong but he is right.“Y-yes daddy,” I sighed as...I got to my knees in front of him. I took his cock in my hand and began stroking it. He was only semi-erect but still was bigger than Neil and Mark. I gently licked the tip with my tongue. All I could taste was the chemicals from the hot tub.I reached for a towel and dried off his cock and balls before tasting it again.“Okay, better!” I said as I wrapped my. Anyways, turning in, you could see the trail back into the woods that led to a nice little spot that my father and I cleared out. Loaded with the basics, two coolers full of beer, three packs of cigarettes and a friend of mine. I was followed in by the convoy of trucks and beater cars. With a fire lit, and my truck stereo blasted, everyone was feeling loose. Now, when I say everyone, I only mean about ten or fifteen people. But we were all close friends. Now as I got to my eleventh beer, I. ‘I’ll soon have you warm.’ Hands on narrow, rounded hips I turn her, my middle-age spread pressing against her straight spine. Burying my nose in her hair, I inhale its fresh, feminine scent. ‘What’s your name, my dear?’ ‘Ariel, sir.’ She thrusts back, massaging her butt against me, stiffening my cock. ‘Shakespeare, eh! Not a bad name, but I think Tit-ania would suit you better. In fact, I think that’s what I shall call you.’ ‘They’re not really big enough, sir.’ Hurriedly she adds, ‘But I’m. You are there in sun dress and you’ve been showing the apartment for the last two hours; the open house is coming to an end and I and another guy are the last two people there. Just as we get ready to leave the sky blackens and the rain comes pouring down. It’s so hard that you can’t see out the windows and it just keeps coming. You tell us that we can wait until it stops and we all go into the living room. You sit on one end of the couch, I on the other and the guy sits in an easy chair. .