... fuck my ass..." He said. I grabbed his hips and I thrusted, trying to get it all in him. I picked up the pace and I fucked his tight ass faster kn...owing he wanted more. I finally was balls deep in him as I had to take a break, resting with my balls completely against his ass and balls as he looked back at me. "Feels good huh?" He asked. "Yeah...…." I whispered. he let me take my break as he waited for me to fuck him. I didn't know how much longer I could hold off from exploding but I lifted. Jenny’s main intent was to cling on to the cross bar and not worry about how much her legs kicked or her head bucked up or her breasts swung and flopped or how loudly she shrieked, or whether sobbed or openly cried, or whether the tears ran down her face and splashed on to the floor. All these things she did without shame because she was coping when she knew others would not. What she also knew was that’s he just had to cling on to the cross bar and survive the stroke. Twelve strokes done and. I bent over and kissed him on the cheek and asked him if he wanted a cold drink. He said yes and I went to the kitchen and got us both a beer. We sat and talked for a while and my dad said that he should probably go back home. I told him no I wanted him to stay and he asked if Ron would be upset with him. I laughed and told him no and then told him that Ron and I shared a very open relationship and that we normally went nude around the house and about visiting nude beaches. My dad seemed very. I stood above him smiling and he smiled back. I sat down on his lap straddling him. My tits were in his face so I reached around and unhooked my bra. When released my boobs feel out and I tossed the bra aside. He took a boob in each hand and said he knew that the were this great. He began to lick and suck on a nipple and switched back and forth between them. I held his head to my chest as he worked on them. He would flick them with his tongue and then gently bite them. I was soaking my panties.