I don't have a big Dick. It's just average size, but it could be seen clearly pointing straight up. Aunt Pat then remarked that I must have had a good...time with that tall blond after the picture was taken. That was when I noticed she had changed position on the arm of the chair and her hip was pressing against my shoulder. I looked down and the skirt had ridden way up on her thigh. Her perfume was intoxicating. She changed positions again and let her left leg fall slightly over the arm of the. But my eyes returned to my lovely wife, readying my phone as I watched her back and leg muscles ripple and clench as she settled herself down, down, down onto the biggest cock she had in probably three years. She moaned and sighed and wriggled and adjusted and moaned some more as it filled her, stretched her, opened her for us all to see. I took a nice one that showed Richie's face. Always want insurance against loose lips. Finally her labia settled around his base and she shifted back and. I was something entirelydifferent than I'd ever considered or imagined. All I saw looking backat me in that image was of a completely objectified woman who's onlyfunction was to provide enough holes to pleasure whoever held herleash. There was no Diana there. There was no identity there. It wasintensely objectifying and simultaneously liberating. In that outfit Icould do things which Diana never could let herself even dream of.As I was running my hands over that gorgeous sexual creature I. “I..I don't know how.”“I think you do. What did I do to you Sunday night?”“Loved my body.” I stared at my friend. She trembled, shuddering, on the verge of cumming. “I can do that.”“Good,” Daddy groaned.I slid off his lap and moved to my friend. She didn't fight as we sank down to the floor. She spread out on her back as I pushed up her Shirt. I exposed those small bumps of her budding breasts, her nipples so dark and hard, not pink like mine. I circled one with a finger, trembling. Daddy's.