“I can see that you’re turned on right now, there’s no use in hiding it.”My father didn’t say anything. He placed his fork down on the plat...e, and spoke. “This isn’t right.” He said.“Let me try something,” I said. “And if you don’t like it, I’ll never bring it up again. I swear.”“No.” He said.But I was already on my knees in front of him. I moved my hands to his zipper and he swatted them away. I tried again, this time making sure to rub his hard cock through his pants. This time, he didn’t. On one trip I got especially lucky and had an experience I will never forget.On this trip I had to fly to a OKC the first day, drive to Wichita for an single appointment the next day and then drive to the middle of Bumfuck Nebraska for an appointment the following day before heading back to Wichita to fly home. I connected with a woman in tiny Kansas town between Wichita and Bumfuck and made arrangements for me to stop by on my way.She was one of the types of women I tended to have a fetish. Karen, let go of my straining rod, and spread her legs wide as shethenlowered herself onto me. The suprise, and feeling of her wetwomanhoodengulfing my cock drove me to new heights of passion and carnility. Ireal-ized I wanted them both, to bury my tounge, my finger, and my cock ineveryplace I could. I wanted to cum with them all night, over and over,floodingthem with my juices as they were doing to me. My hips rose to meetKaren’sass as it drove down on my cock. Her flesh rippled as. A deep emotion surfaced in the four of them, and they looked at each other with a wonder more profound than any of them had ever felt. Sherry watched this interplay, a growing sadness surfacing. She got out of the chair and walked over to them. ‘I think I’ll leave,’ she said. There were tears in her eyes. Jennifer disengaged from Eric and walked over to her. ‘Why are you leaving?’ she asked. ‘I feel I’m intruding on something special that I’m not a part of,’ she said, choking back a sob. Oh,.