I got my high school sweetheart pregnant. We had a baby, a son. It was tough for a couple years because my parents were older and and fate had a diff...erent plan for her and her parents.When My son was three, her parents got hit by a drunk driver and were instantly killed. The next couple of years brought the death of my mother and father, who were in the sixties. My father died of a heart attack and my mother died peacefully in her sleep.Fate would play another cruel trick. When my. She was wearing a black bra and panties. I placed my right hand over her panties and started rubbing it slowly. Her moaning was loud.My right hand was on her left boob pressing gently and placed my tongue on her round shaped navel and started licking it. Moved up and started kissing her cleavage. She had great boobs and her cup size was 34 c. I turned her and started kissing her on the back of her neck, Then I slowly inserted my right hand into her bra and was pressing her boob gently. I was. “Candace, are you home?” He hears how urgent his voice sounds, but he doesn’t want to walk into his daughter in his current condition, he knows he will not be able to resist her. He does not understand where this awakening of sexual desires has come from, but he cannot put it back in the box.He receives no reply, but he does hear a door slam down the hall. Someone is in and it has to be Joyce. Trying to stop his heart from racing, the man almost runs through the house, his thick members. He cleaned himself the best he could. His hairy cock looked red, irritated and worn the fuck out. He drove me back and I don’t think he ever caught his breath the rest of the night. A week or so past with him calling daily and wanting to go out on a date again. I agreed to another date, again with no intent of nothing more than going to dinner. He picked me up, and again treated me to a wonderful meal and plenty of drinks of course. And you know what that does! To my surprise, or not, he had.