I don't know why I did it to myself, because I knew I didn't have time to fuck before I had to get up. So now I'm brick hard, she's sleep, and I got t... get up. So I sit up, dick pointed toward the ceiling, and let my feet hit the floor to get my day started. I stand up and walk my naked ass to the shower, trying to wake up. I turn the water on, hot but not to hot, hoping it would soothe my morning wood and help me focus on the day ahead rather than my raging erection. I force my dick downward,. He was now sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to me.“What about you and me?” He asked softer again.“What about you and me? Everyone already knows about us.” I said confused.“But would it matter if they didn’t?” He turned his head back slightly as he asked this.“Well, I have been out for a long time and that’s because I want to be honest with the people close to me. I don’t want to lie to them and try to be something I’m not.” I explained. I had talked to him about this before. I. I can feel it banging me, damn, so hard, so big, so fucking hot!Relax, relax, open up..... oh yeahhhhhh in it goes, now squeeze. Don'twanna let it back out right away. That will usually hurt. He is stillhumping, still fucking. I reach back and pull his ass into me. Telling himwhat a good dog he is. My head is on the tarp now, so I reach under me withmy other hand and feel the base of his cock, yes, he is in me all the way.His knot is in, oh, this feels so damn good!I fondle his balls a. " It wasn'tthe first time I had been there nor was it the first time I found myselfhaving an internal argument with my Dad."A man of your age, with a hard working girlfriend like yours, doesn't goto places like that," my Dad said."But that's just where I met Liberty!" I replied.Then suddenly the ridiculousness of this hit me. I must have been about35 years old. And by ridiculousness I did not mean going to what wouldotherwise be known as a stripper's bar after all I had met Liberty in.