"And that is also directed to you son." He added, looking at me. "You remind me of your old man, when we were younger. He had the wildest of ideas. We... done some naughty things back in the days." I took a second to process this. "You and my dad had… sex?" Sure did son." Even anal?" I asked. I had trouble seeing my dad having gay sex, even though we see each other naked every summer when we drive to the pond for a two day camping trip. "Nothing I suppose you two haven't done." He straightened in. But the girl was not cowered. Too much time had passed and she was not afraid any more. David decided that it was time to correct that situation before it got further out of hand. He dropped Ellen's food on the floor and stepped out of the room to gather some resources that he needed.David was back in less than three minutes, the food was still on the floor and Ellen was still defiantly sitting on the bed. Without a word, David walked to within three feet of her and without saying a word,. Just touching outside to start...they slip around in the wetness that has seeped beyond their normal confines and saturated my upper thighs...I have your hand cup my whole pussy, taking it all in your hand at once for me...then I lay one hand over yours and push your middle finger in to my groove...so viscous, it slides through with little resistance...I feel eager...your finger is just a tease...I want to feel your cock inside of me...I want to be filled with it...I want to ride you...and I. As I did this, Maggie pursed her lips and lowered her legs to the floor. A decision had been made by her, and a determined look crossed over her face. She was no longer looking at me. She was focused entirely on my cock. She stared at it as she rose from the chair. She walked towards me, her breasts wobbling from side to side as she did so, in a most erotic way. I thought she was just going to raise her dress up, crawl over me and lower her wet pussy onto my waiting hot cock. I was waiting for.