“Um, hi. May I ask who this is?”Here goes nothin'. He let out an awkward laugh. “Right, right, sorry ‘bout that... I know this is going to sou...nd completely cuckoo, but this is your father, Colt.” He nervously cleared his throat. “Biologically speaking that is, I know that you already have a daddy, Sam who takes plenty good care of you.” He started pacing again. “And, uh, mama, Sheryl, too.”Kelly’s brain was still trying to register what was happening. “Yes…” Is this really my REAL father? There. And I’m not intimidated by toys as long as I get to touch you and stroke my cock while I watch you tease that pussy.” She whimpered as my hand grazed across her stomach. I watched her muscles tense up and tremble under my touch. She glanced down, taking in the stark contrast of our skin. My hand stopped just short of her breast, her nipples darkening and turning to hard points of pleasure. Oh yeah, she felt it too. This was going to be so sweet, so right. “Your pleasure, you sexy fucking. I stood wavering with hands on hips, looking down at daddies balding pat as he stared at me, or more at my vagina. I could almost feel the inner working of that dominant organ of mine as it swelled in passion, and daddies experienced fingers were exacerbating my problem as they caressed the same spot I did whenever I felt in the mood to do so, and right now more than ever, only he was doing it better than I could.'Does that feel nice darling', he asked me softly. I swallowed hard, I was. She moved over to the dresser, opened a drawer, took out a hairdryer and plugged it into the wall socket. She turned on the dryer and started moving it up and down over her hair.I was starting to think that this was going to take a while...so much hair! I had already been in the tub for about half an hour and my wife was going to wonder what the hell I was doing. I was just about to get up when I noticed someone walk through the door. It was Randy! I settled back in the swirling waters,.