"Betsy Underwood reeled with alarm, certain her poor father was hallucinating. She wondered if he'd been drinking. Then her father's eyes suddenly nar...owed, focusing on Betsy's face."I fucked her," the old man said in a hush. "Right here on this couch. And now..." Pop," Betsy tried to soothe, "I don't think you've got anything to worry about. Think you're just upsetting yourself over nothing. You're probably just on edge about something that, well, never happened to begin with." So you think I. As I came down from my orgasm I heard him murmur, “so sweet.” He then moved in between my legs, aligning his huge cock with my entrance. “Are you ready?” he asked. “Are you sure you want this?” I nodded vigorously, reaching out to pull his hips forward. His head slid easily between my wet lips, probing the entrance to my hole. I whimpered, pulling even more on his hips. His head slid in to my pussy, and immediately I felt the stretching begin. My pussy stretched wider and wider with each inch. Aaron looked closely at the woman as they danced. She was certainly older, but damn she could dance. He liked it when she would extend her arms, her fairly ample breasts jutting out, and shake her entire body with the beat. He knew he wasn't her dancing equal and felt a little embarrassed about having the dance floor to themselves. Sally was happy just to be dancing and didn't care if the floor was crowded or not. Finally her friends had found dance partners and the small floor began to fill. I figured it would be fun so I agreed to do it. On the day we where to leave one of my wife's friends name Jackie brought over his Jeep JK. I thought the plan was that we where borrowing the Jeep to drive down and we would tow it back with the motor home. But my wife told me she had changed our plans and that Jackie was driving us down then riding back with us as we towed his Jeep. I thought Hell yes I don't have to drive down then. Well I ended up driving some of the way, my wife wanted to.