"Chelsea, I hope you are ready for me to show you a good time?"I couldn't help but admire the softness and strength of his hand and the smell of his c...logne, and as I responded, I giggled, "Yes," like I was with an immature child though it didn't stop Mr Wishart. He kissed me gently and briefly on my cheek which put my mind at ease as I felt myself melt into him. God, I wanted him so badly, to kiss those lips and let him take me to bed.I could tell, just by his complete confidence, that he had. I dropped the cloth onto the floor, and slowly run my hand up and down his length, neither of us spoke, only our breathings were notably heavier, I was now wanking him, albeit slowly, as I did not want this moment to pass quickly, as I was wanting to do this for myself, it had been a long time since I had had sex, 'Do you want to fuck daddy', I asked him?I was not really waiting for his answer, I was climbing into bed with him, I knew once he felt me nakedness alongside him, it would be easier. As usual Mona had given him no pussy. The six-foot-two, two-hundred-fifty-five-pound, dark-skinned, barrel-chested man got out of his bed. He marched down the hallway and into another bedroom.Terry examined his cute, slim stepson asleep. He walked over to the bed and ripped the black graphic comforter off the bed. The purple top sheet came off with it.Terry’s naked five-foot-six-inch, redbone stepson, Ashton, came to life and wiggled his tush. “Good morning, sir,” the sissy purred.Terry slapped. " I'm not asking if you're going to make love with her, I'm just ... curious if you find her attractive." I said that I did." Me too."He turned and looked at her, Kieu-Linh still looking back at where the young couple lay near the fire. "Care to tell me what you're thinking?"Kieu-Linh turned away a moment, then looked at Hitch. "Oh, nothing ... I just ... Nothing..."He watched her a few seconds, and when she didn't continue, he let it drop. He had coffee ready as Kieu-Linh put on another pot.