I was the cute, sweet, innocent virgin; and I liked that. I was the consistently happy, carefree one in our little crowd and I was always the center o...f attention.None the less, it was going to be hard to leave Kyle and go to college in the fall.My family was also a consideration when leaving for school. I could not have a more loving and supportive mother and dad. They were both very busy with business, activities, and friends, but they found time to be involved in my life as well.My Dad was a. Within minutes, he had a condom on, my feet over his shoulders, and his cock in my asshole pounding hard. And I mean pounding hard. The bed was shaking and banging, the sounds of his naked groin slamming on my naked ass were already loud, but he had me moaning from his fucking even louder. (I wonder what the people in the next room thought!)We fucked in lots of different positions, something he loved to do, but his favorite was missionary with my feet over his shoulders and my thighs pressed. On any other man, his appearance would have been ludicrous. On this man it didn't seem peculiar in the slightest.His hair was pulled back tightly over his skull; bushy white eyebrows shadowed a pair of pale blue eyes, and his beard was groomed in a way that reminded Andrew of the old mad scientists he'd seen in the old black and white horror movies as a child.Right now, those blue eyes seemed to stare through Andrew's very being."I said, 'Are you alright?" the man repeated. "You look a little. A rough count showed that there were about three women for every two guys. It looked as if the Black Saddle had become a meat market since the last time I'd been in. I saw several of the ladies casting glances at me and two of them made eye contact and then smiled at me — invitations if I ever saw them — but I wasn't interested. Strange as it might sound, considering my time with Shelly, but I didn't cheat on my wife. I know I'm splitting hairs and playing word games here, but to go after one.