It seemed my mere existence wasproof of that fact. Dad for reasons unknown to me, had gone for DNAtesting. The results in, he filed for divorce." "But...the funeral?" I began. "What funeral Joan? Oh, you mean the weekend when Mom and I went away tovisit my Aunt Bridget?" We both sat there crying. Sam for the loss of hisfather and myself wondering whether similar circumstances had sent my ownDad away."Oh Sam, I'm so sorry!" I pulled him closer to me. He continued weepingfuriously. I gently rubbed. It would have to be a secret. He wrote back and told me he was going to really fuck me hard. All I needed to do now was find time and that time was today. I told him I had free time today and he asked, "Do you like Harleys? I replied, "Yes." He asked where to meet him and when. I gave him the information and waited anxiously for the work day to end. The rest of the day at work went by way too slowly because I couldn't wait to get out of there. Finally quitting time arrived. I walked to the. I instinctively kissed her back and slowly started to get into it; I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her close to me.When she pulled her lips away from mine she gave me a sexy little grin and started to undo her bra. “Well Steve, I think that both of us are going to get a lot done tonight.” She giggled slightly at her comment, and as she finished undoing her bra, she threw it across the room. Now with her breasts in full view to me for the first time, but not the last, I decided to. I told your grandfather no.”She shrugged. “He send.” And she reached for my cock, which had remained acutely aware of the naked girls.I was conflicted. This was not a good idea, especially if the girls were only here on the instruction of their grandfather. Yet my dick was saying otherwise, cutting off the blood flow to the reasoning centre of my brain.With Girl A attending to my dick with her hands, I could only lay back and think of England. I beckoned Girl B closer and wriggled between her.