Damn, talk about getting lucky! She looked half my age, too, which was a nice change, not that I minded banging MILFs and soccer moms, but some young ...stuff was good, too. I’d guess her age at twenty or twenty-one, thereabouts.I leaned over to kiss her shoulder, and she turned to face me, a broad smile on her lovely face. I stared straight into the adorable, baby blue eyes of my own daughter, Amerys, or as we called her, “Amy!” She wasn’t just my daughter, of course. She was also a married. Kyle got there in about a half an hour, we all sat and had a few drinks. A great mix of The Cure, NIN, and New Order started up. Scott and I hit the floor and danced our asses off. When we got back to the table poor Kyle was looking bored to death the place was date night and really no single women around..... Another great set of music started up and I was ready to run to the floor, poor Scott's knees were killing him and he wanted a break, Scott asked Kyle if he would dance with me and he. Still having a little more time on my hand, I ran to the kitchen to grab a garbage bag. God, my center of gravity was off. Took a few steps to get used to it. Grabbing a garbage bag from the kitchen, I quickly opened it up and threw it around my cock. God, I wanted to see how much cum I could produce. Walking back to the living room, with my balance a little more in control, I started to image my wife taking my monstrosity of a cock. Filling her fuller than ever imaginable. Stretching her to. We could go shopping, followed by lunch at somewhere other than a kind of fast food place, and then we could spend the afternoon drinking by her neighborhood pool. This sounded amazing to me. I was in need of some 'me time', so we started to put the plans in place. Grandparents were to watch the kids for the day and even keep them overnight.The day finally arrived; I handed off the kids and headed to Cora’s house. After picking her up, we headed to the mall to do some shopping. We had a.