As he moved towards his seat, he casually brushed the minds of those around him. Finding a local magistrate, Arthur set a few minor suggestions deep i...n his mind. They would likely never activate, but it always paid to strengthen his position whenever the opportunity arose.The next few hours passed quickly. The performance was ... adequate. Nothing to compare to the great opera houses of London and Paris, of course, but acceptable nevertheless. He joined the cattle when they stood to applaud the. I love dad and all that and he was never a ‘dominant’ dad. It was just a very – satisfying feeling.“Don’t be shy, Dad,” I said. His eyes were wide as he looked over at me, struggling to zip himself up. “Lots of the guys at school do it – so I’m told.”“They don’t ask you to do it for them then,” he said, without thinking.“Nah!” I replied and as he had straightened himself out, I added. “More’s the pity!”“Connie!”“Oh, come on, Dad! I’m a big girl now. I do know you and Mum fuck you. We're gonna have some fun." He closes his eyes and leans his head back. I can see him getting harder as my wife works the head of his dick. I'm dripping with precum and I lube up the head of my cock with it. I position myself behind my wife and place the head into her pussy. It's already dripping from her romp with the boy and I'm really turned on to recall that he was in her just a few minutes ago. It makes me want to blow my wad, but I hold back. I'm watching her suck him and I'm. Both wings were separated only by an Olympic size swimming pool. This must be where Alex takes his daily swim. She couldn’t help but remember about his tall and tanned yet almost naked physique last night. In her mind she could see Alex’s powerful strokes, striking out in the water in those strong arms… What was she thinking?! She scolded herself. Why was she romanticizing the situation? Good grief! She must be out of her mind! She had to remind herself that Alex was her boss! Mrs. Timont took.