"Okay, then," he said, after what seemed like an hour. "I'll see you later." When he said this, he looked right at her eyes and gave a knowing grin. I... didn't like that at all. "Later," she said, smiling brightly, and closed the door. "Listen," I started, but before I could finish she had jumped on top of me. "Did that turn you on?" she panted, practically ripping my pants off. "Did you like seeing your naughty girlfriend show off her boobs to your roommate?" "Um, I guess so..." I stammered.. I egg him on by telling him that myass is his and to take all of it. He is very good at what he was doing andtook his time making sure that my not so unused asshole was slippery andready for anything. With his hands pulling my legs apart he once againburied his cock in my ass and fucked me for all his worth.Long fast strokes, followed by slow deep ball-smacking strokes was how hetook me for the next couple of minutes. He stopped a few times to adjust hisstroke and in a not so quiet voice I told. .. keeps running through my mind. I love my daughter. And I also know what it feels like to be in love with a man. I didn't think I'd ever feel it again, but you're banging down the door, Bob. I have VERY strong feelings for you. As a woman myself, I fully understand how my daughter can have wants and needs, but as a mother I care a great deal about who she explores them with." She stopped."I get all that," I said, not knowing what else to say."Maybe if you gave her a little of what she thinks. That Daya and I now talked actually made things a bit easier for me. I wasn’t feeling so left out now ... now that I had someone to talk to. And Daya, it turned out, could talk! She could talk enough for all of us. She was kinda bubbly and talkative once she got to know you. She was also scarily smart. She didn’t say what her new project was.Dave and I paused on the driveway in front of Daya’s parents’ garage, looking in through the door that Daya had just lifted. The garages were all in a low.