“Hey girls, you’re not going to bring home much supper firing like that.” Jared wrapped a strong arm around each of their waists. “Want me to ...show you how it’s done?”Sasha restrained herself from responding, while Libby struggled for any words at all. Finally she managed: “Aren’t you keeping people safe over on the ride?” Like she had the faintest desire for him to leave.“One of my buddies has got it covered. I figured it’d be nice to escort you two ladies about the fair.”“We live around here,”. So where was I? Oh yes, washing down the cum of an older, fat balding man with some yummy Ice Wine. I couldn't believe what had just happened but oddly I took to being a slutty wife rather easily. I sat there looking over at my husband who was snoring away in the chair with his very shriveled up little cock peaking out of his pants. If I had a camera I would have taken a picture for days I wanted something really nice. But in this case, no camera.I started to get pretty tired from the Ice Wine. This really was turning out to be a splendid day! He thought of Kylie's father and his happiness lessened momentarily, but after all said and done, his was only one vote.Whether it was the sense of freedom that her first ever experience of outdoor, let alone public, nudity brought her, or the fact of her body's belatedly adjusting to the many sudden temperature changes, Kylie was really enjoying every minute of it by this time and she pushed into a mental recess, the knowledge that her father. When Sharon?s foot landed on my thigh, it pulled on my trunks, causing my dick to wander in that direction. I glanced down to see it mere inches from Sharon?s foot. Sharon seemed unaware, or unconcerned with the contact, and not knowing how to extricate myself without being weird, I simply sat there, motionless, hoping my dick wouldn?t embarrass me. Without prompting, Sharon continued ?Actually, I don?t think anyone?s home now,? she said, in what I could tell was a forced casual tone. ?I think.