He might be able to get a cup of tea out of them. He really felt he could do with one just about now.As he drew nearer, he could hear music and laught...r, but still being timid, he came warily towards the music and the dancers he could now see gyrating around the fire. As he drew nearer, he felt very woozy and his feet began to give way before him. As he fell to the ground, he saw several figures coming towards him before losing consciousness.He awoke several minutes later to find that he had. “You couldn’t take the more traditional route and seduce me. You didn’t have the decency to buy me flowers, take me to dinner, and charm my panties off, did you?” I hiss, before grinding myself against his hips and leaning back to cup his hardened package through his jeans. A light moan is his only response. I lean over and whisper in his ear. “I’m okay with that though," I say grinding my hips against him and moan at the sensation, while trailing my finger down from his parted lips to the. I couldn't believe how much of a slut I had become but more was to come. As Dad and I got closer spending more time together we became more honest with each other and I started to ask Dad about his sex life. He never said anything about his gay experiences. I still didn't know at this stage if it was still a fantasy of his or her been reality but what he did tell me shocked me greatly. My Gran who I loved dearly was married to a Vicar who had a massive cock, so Dad told me. Dad said that when. “No, there’s nothing wrong. In fact, everything is great. But if my car isn’t in front of our cottage when my parents wake up…and they wake up early on the farm…they will worry that something happened to me. I don’t want to worry them.” She kissed him. “Last night was wonderful.”“Will I see you again?”Sharon put her hands on her hips. “You better,” she said.----So, Willy’s sex life went from zero to ninety in four dates. Sharon had been seeing a guy when she met Willy, but it wasn’t going.