Sorry.” The door clicked shut quietly. His heart quickened as he felt the weight of her lean with her elbows onto the bed besides him. She was quie..., but she dominated his senses. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was something ominous about her powerful presence. He almost had a taste of fear. “John, I have a lot I want you to know,” she began quietly. “I've always loved you more than you can imagine. Seeing you get sick almost killed me. I felt so helpless. But I think what's happened. He pretended to sigh. Inhaling as deep and slow as he could. "I don't know. I'm not sure you'll give me a pair." I will. You're such a moron if you think I won't spend every possible minute in your bed." I want to hear her say it." He wiggled his panty-clad finger at her pussy. "I haven't had a man in over a year. You really think she listens to me anymore, let alone talks to me? At least yours looks at you."She leaned over and smacked him alongside of the head and took her panties. Dressing. The hug allowed Steve to feel the mound of his dad'sprivates brushing against the lump in his gym shorts. Lee settled his chinon his son's shoulder, with his stack striking the crease of his son's leg.When their faces turned into each other and again their eyes finding eachother, both men could sense the mutual desire. Lee knew their sexualemotions were dangerous; Steve relished in the moment and circumstance. Theson wished he could have removed his own shirt to feel the sexiness of hisdad's. In this case it was perhaps worse, since Julie and Gary had never had sex in that chair. Greg smiled at Julie’s hesitation. He must have realized. ‘Come on,’ he said, his tone one that brooked no compromise. He waggled his long shaft at her, making her mouth water. Not sure if she just wanted to go down on Greg again or if she was resisting fucking him in Gary’s chair—at least for now—Julie wasn’t sure. But instead of climbing atop his towering member, Julie got on her knees between his legs..