It was several minutes of waiting before my naked mother appeared in the bedroom doorway. She had her equally nude husband, my father in tow, pulling ...im into the room by his hard prick.My Dad Steven's eyes bugged out as he took in the scene of his son flanked by his step mother and my girlfriend, all of us naked also. I'm sure my father noticed that my now waking prick was equal to his mature cock."Dad, I know you are a little surprised but these are my girls, my harem so to speak and that. “Come here beautiful, let me kiss that beautiful ass, mmmmmmmmmmm” and he twisted and bent and kiss each cheek and sucked each. His hands moved over her body, up and down her legs and over her back. He wanted to touch every inch of her. Lightly and with much passion his hands moved all over her body.She felt his touch and kiss and his hands running all over her body so lightly that is sent electric tingles all through her. She thought how such a rough man can be so passionately gentle. She. I’m not prone to suspecting conspiracies behind every shadow but being of a personally rather dishonest bent myself, I do try and be a realist. It’s almost like a parlour game. I try to get the measure of every opponent, putting myself directly into his shoes and calculating in what manner I could screw ‘me’ over the most, if I were him! Then I can do unto him, before he can get the chance to do unto me! That’s also a cardinal rule of most successful battles — get there first and with the most!. I didn't yet understand why she felt the way she did.Then on Sunday afternoon someone came knocking on the door. It was what is known as a canvasser and they were trying to get votes from people in our constituency. We were a marginal seat, held by the Conservatives but with a small majority over the Liberal Democrats and with Labour a long way off in third place. 'Good afternoon, sir,' said a Gentleman in about his thirties as my Dad opened the door. 'I'm calling on behalf of the League for.