Mrs Stone giggled, but I had not heard what was said. I stopped to listen to them. Mrs Stone told my dad, that if I was as big as he was, then this st...y was going to be nothing by pleasure. Then she giggled again. Dad said that he did not know about my size, but suspected that I was well blessed in that department. I could hear my dad telling Mrs Stone that he would miss her tightness and big roundness, he said he wished he could get another hour with her for a last time. Mrs Stone answered. I watched while he slowly pumped her. Her eyes were closed and mouth slightly open. He was licking her face and neck and breasts as he fucked her. She was moaning slightly and he didn’t last long. He stiffened and I realized he was squirting inside her. Soon he pulled his cock out and kissed her again. After that I tried to watch them having sex several times but could see the act only 3-4 times. The routine was always the same. They would be lying on bed. Most of the time father would touch. Nobody knew exactly what but they all said something untoward was going on there. I knew then that I had overstayed my welcome. It was the most perfect set up I'd ever encountered in my life, but if I tried to hang on to it something bad was bound to happen to me. So I left.[-[-[--}-}-}We never knew how the rumors got started. The girls all swore to total secrecy. Not that any of them were altogether accurate. We were performing sexual rituals, or holding orgies, or had an S&M dungeon and half. It is one of my favourites. I knew she’d be wearing the underwear I’d recently bought for her. The quarter cup bra really pushed her breasts up so she was showing a breathtaking cleavage which was heaving up and down. Fishnet stockings, again a favourite of mine completed the outfit. In short she looked gorgeous.“A woman like you should not confine herself to one man.” He said to her gently she met his eyes and he seemed to lock into hers. He now held her gaze as he continued. “You said.