"Ok. Come on." Here?" Juan sounded shocked. "On the table?" You mind the dining room, Grumpy?" I asked Giovanni.He shrugged. "Doesn't matter." He got ...p and leaned over the table in front of me."You mind it dry?" I asked. This was a lot more matter of fact than anyone else had been."Whatever." Suit yourself." I said. I didn't want matter of fact. I wanted screaming, panting, uncontrollable lust. I stood behind him and dropped his pants to the floor. He had on a jock so the straps were around. When Willow arrived at home that Saturday after her final stage of transformation her stomach was fluttering with angst. Would her father notice, what would he say, would he see her as a young woman, not his daughter? She stepped to the front room to greet him.She entered the room not knowing what to expect but was pleased when he looked up at her and his first words were, “Where are you going? You have a date?”Her heart soared, he noticed! “Uh, no, not unless you want to take me out, why?”The. YES!“Stick your hard meat in me you stud,” she ordered, spreading her legs to open the gates of a reddened and seeping cock socket.This was what I wanted. She was slick with semen, as was usually the case when I fucked her. She knew I knew and got off having a fresh dick fucking where another had just recently been and left its juice. It was pretty damn dirty and erotic. I had learned to like that silky feeling pleasuring my hard shaft as she FUCKED me. This woman didn’t just lie there letting. . . upstairs. Put your arm around me, baby.’ Elevator, stumbling out, hallway, card key. Headline in the making. Drugs, sex, rock life style, secret love affairs. But really just William stumbling and falling face first onto the bed closest the door. And Ryan turning him onto his back, making soft comforting noises like a mother might. Helping William out of his jeans and into a pair of sweats and kissing his forehead. Ryan doing two shots of vodka and changing into his own sweats before.