We should just get it over with." I shrieked into my gag and he just smiled.He pulled his pants and boxers down, then took his shirt off. My father'... hardening prick was out for me again. The cock quickly stirred to life. He spit on his hands and stroked his meat to make it harder. I squirmed as he stuck a finger in my dry hole. "Damn, bitch, we need to find a way to make your cunt wet. Should I bring the dog down?" he said. Then he shook his head, "Nah, you'd like that too much!" His. I was trapped, if I bolted I would have to rush through them, the thought was horrifying, but if I stayed hidden and they found me they would know I had spied on them. So I stood on shaking legs, hearing the mix of female cries and male moans. My view of the inside of the car was now mostly blocked as they gathered so close they must be touching the car, I could see it rocking on its wheels and the woman crying out, screaming, in time with the lunges.Then a slight movement in the audience. She then placed her feet up on the edge of the coffee table and begun taking off her old polish. As I watched tv I glanced down at her feet noticing just how nice her feet were. She had very nice toes proportioned just right for her size. Her high arched feet looked very soft and silky. It was then I felt my cock in my shorts begin to stiffen. As my attention turned to her sexy feet she turn to me asking why I was stairing at her feet. I told her that she had very nice feet and that it looked. " I masturbated constantly, but assured myself that I must be straight because I was so turned on by the gorgeous naked women in the magazines I used as visual aids. Of course now I realize that I was actually Identifying with these women. One afternoon, when I was 18 and my mom was at work, I wandered into her room and began rummaging through her dresser - her underwear drawer in particular. She had an array of lacy and string bikini panties. Impulsively - I was naked and was beating off - I.