As the girls drove of Dave and I waved, we talked for awhile, before I said to him I was heading out, to get started on my weekend off, I felt rotten ...but what the hell, his wife wanted the sex and he wasn’t giving it to her.It was about 7 pm when I pulled up at Steve place, as I walked in the girls were already being fucked by several guys, both with one in each hole and others waiting, I stripped and quickly found a cock to fill my ass too, we got the weekend started. Friday night went. I felt young eyes staring at me, With self proclaimed liberty, The phantom raising a glass of wine, To make a toast only it can find, So her eyes burned in me. Like an itch you can not scratch, At least not publicly, Not wishing to look but wanted to see, Her youthful beauty staring at me. The phantom was giggling with glee. I looked sheepishly from my book, To her sensual long fingered hands, Not a ring she wore left or right, And thought what kind of man am I, Wondering if she was tight or. " -"Suit yourself, k**!" he replied.My father went to get something inside so Sean and I were left alone for a while. He was wearing a plain white T-shirt and beige pants. I kept looking at his bulge. "How's your summer going, k**?", he asked me a question again. -"Good, good." I replied, I thought it would have been awkward to reply with anything more than that.My father got back and before I saw what he was carrying, he threw it at Sean. "Gotta get a little more comfortable, right?" I. He moved his hand and ran his hand through my vagina over my panty. I started to like it. Then he went on to press my butt. He was really into it. He squeezed it. And with every squeeze, I was getting hornier. My vagina started giving out bubbles and it as becoming wet. He then pulled my panties down till my knee. Then he put his hands on my pussy and ran it from clit to vagina. He was not gentle. And he kept doing it up and down for few times, until he decided to get inside my skirt.He entered.