I took another swig too, by now somewhat used to the burn and actually enjoying the mild buzz I was developing."If I showed you my cock, would you sho... me yours?," he asked. "You don't really know yours is smaller than average unless you've got something to compare it against, right? Whaddya say?"I hesitated. This was getting very strange. But while I hesitated, he took his foot of the gas so he could brace both feet on the floor. Lifting his hips off the seat, he unzipped and pulled out his. In the bathroom, I had found Vaseline, and smuggled it into the bedroom.When I thought that Dad's cock was stiff enough, I asked him to “take care” of my rear hole, because I really wanted to try.Although I had not tried before, I felt that father knew exactly how he should "open" me with his fingers before he smeared a big blob on his dick and started to penetrate into me from behind.Although I had thought about using my dildo there the day before, it felt even better with father's cock, even. She also found that I am hard in my pants I can feel that, while walking she suddenly feel down got her leg injured , I made her comfort but she said she couldn’t walk so it’s my chance to utilize this I took her in my arms and started to walk downwards( decided to go back) , while going her entire body is pressed against my body this makes me too much horny but I got tired by holding her in my arms, in some distance I found some tent I carried over there, there is no one over there I told her. He had actually not told his kids about us. By us, I mean he and I, and Erin, getting married. He had a very close relationship with his son and I was really upset about the whole thing. It was as if he was not proud of us. As Erin and I took him up to bed, I was starting a slow burn. Erin doesn’t get mad. She has moments where she gets upset, but it is never intense and it never lasts long. I get mad!Now I know why his son and daughter and her family were not at the wedding. He never told.