“Sorry” says Poppy “I didn’t know this was the little Boy’s room”“Little Boy’s?” says the Man “I’m all Man Honey”“Then show ...e” says Poppy.The Man turns around with he’s cock hanging down.It’s about 8 inches long and really thick.Poppy can feel herself moisten at the look of it.“Why don’t you come in the cubicle with me little Girl?” he says.“OK” says Poppy.They walk in to the cubicle and Poppy locks the door behind them and pulls the Man’s trousers down to He’s ankles.She takes a hold of he’s. Each date ended with an intense but short groping session. My hands and lips were intimately familiar with every inch of her boobs. There were a few short forays below the waist but they were fended off swiftly. I was encouraged when Missy began to explore a little, too, moving from rubbing my erection through my jeans to sliding her hand into my underwear and onto my cock. I never actually removed my pants, and Missy never lingered there too long. For Missy, though, it was a big step.The. .." She interrupted me. "No worries. Bridgette and I packed everything you will need for the weekend". Fine, I thought. I used the bathroom and wandered out to the truck still in my suit. Bridgette and Jake were wandering over from their house.I shook Jake's hand and lowered my voice. "Where's your stuff?" He pointed to the back of the Blazer. "Was there when I got home from work. Bridgette won't even let me check to make sure all my toilet items are there." Let's go you two chatty. He leaned against it, panting now, clutching his underwear in his hand. Sweat dripped from his brow and beaded in the crease at his waistline. He shook his head like a fighter who's been decked, trying to rid himself of his forbidden thoughts. God, he must be sick to think what he thought... his own daughter!He gave a quiet moan and shakily raised his leg in an attempt to step into his shorts. But he fell against the shower door and had to steady himself. He reached inside and turned on the.