I walked down to the sandy beach where I saw Brad surfing in the sea on his board riding a big wave. I walked over to his stuff and sat down. It was a... private little beach, so the public weren't allowed on it to drop trash or have their dog make a mess on it. Brad let a wave drag him to shore and the stepped out of the sea slowly, shaking his wet hair and wearing red swimming shorts. He carried his surfboard under his right arm and then stood it by his bag. "What are you doing here?" he asked. “That was sort of the pattern for the rest of High School - I’d have dates and go to dances, but there were also two other long-term love affairs with girls. Again, nothing romantic, I just liked sex with girls. The weird part was that all my romantic feelings were for guys, but I didn’t want to have sex with them. When I got to college, I finally decided to talk to someone to try to figure it out and my counselor basically said it was social conditioning.”I nodded, “I’ve seen that with several. His face reflected the lust he felt for his daughter and I knew he was going to have her and no one could stop him now. My wife struggled to get away but he held her and pushed even harder into her pussy. She gave a yelp and tried to push him away but she was impaled on his thick meat and he was not taking it out. I put my arms around her and held her close to me. We kissed and I began to gently caress her face and breasts. He began to fuck her slowly at first picking up the rhythm as he got it. It was intensely arousing to see how much she was loving this, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out long.As if sensing how close she was to receiving what she craved so much, Irillith smoothly engulfed him in her throat, swallowing the entire time, until her exquisitely beautiful face was nestled above his quad. She had removed her hands from his shaft as she took his entire length, and her hands sought out his, which were currently resting on his thighs. She took hold of them and gently.