Dancing and sex were the perfect cocktail. Watching a woman move her body to the music was fun for Henry to do. He liked to pick out the hottest woman... on the dance floor and get to know her first.Henry was a very sexual guy and had taken a few women to bed together. He was quite endowed and could keep women very occupied. He hadn’t had any fun with a woman and a guy, though. Although it crossed his mind on several occasions.Henry got home from work around nine and had a few beers and put on. Lesson over so it’s back to your own futons now if you please. Sorry my dear,” Peter said, leaning forward, talking to Carol, “I’ll pull out now,” and he pulled back and let his erection slide out from the anus of Carol and she slipped forward to lay face down on the futon. Peter then used some tissues and pulled off his condom, putting it to one side and wrapped his sarong around himself as he stood up. “Now try that yourself,” Peter said, addressing Chris. He watched as Chris put fresh cream. ”“Hate you? Are you kidding? Dad, I LOVE you!” She kissed his back again, causing an involuntary moan from her father. “Am I really turning you on?”“Oh, baby, I’m so ashamed…”“That is SO cool!” Before Bill could object, she reached down to grasp his stiff cock. “Wow, Dad, you’re so BIG!” Now she was gasping for real, once she felt a real live stiff prick in her hand for the first time in her young life. “Oh my God! Dad! It’s so HARD!”Bill was shocked that his sweet daughter was so brazenly. He always said that he was going to follow Mark Twain's example and 'come in with the comet and go out with the comet.' He did."I must have looked somewhat confused, because he looked up at me and added, "It's all part of the story. Be patient. I'm getting to it... I'm getting to it."He smiled, took a deep breath, and started anew. "I was born on October 21, 1930. The significance of that date, of which I am sure you are unaware, is that..."I interrupted him and finished his sentence.