Her father welcomed me, giving me a big smile and a firm handshake in greeting. Mrs. Walters hugged me. We talked for hours and that’s when I lear...ned that Beth had been an accident late in life, but one they had never regretted. It was almost time for dinner when Beth led me upstairs to her room. She laughed like hell when I asked where I was sleeping. “Right here next to me, silly unless you’d prefer to be under me. Hmmm, now there’s an idea I like.”“You mean…your parents know about. He licked herclit and Ellen moaned “Oh Larry” (that’s my name) andI said when he stopped, “you like that don’t you?’ andshe just moaned again. Now my Dad placed his cock atthe lips of her cunt and pushed in slowly. He was really enjoying this. Once in, though he startedfucking her in frenzy-like a man possessed. I guessthat comes from not having sex for years. My wife wasmoaning “yes, yes, faster, faster, more!”After a little more of this my dad. ”“No Problem, pretty lady.” Tyrone said. “You’re a doll”, she said as she leaned in closer, danced her fingers along the inside of his leg, pressed her breast against his rib cage, and softly kissed his neck just below his ear, flicking her tongue against the sensitive skin as she pulled away. Jo-Ann grabbed a beer, popped it open, took a good swallow, belched softly, looked at Tyrone and smiled, “Good beer.”Tyrone looked down to make sure his cock hadn’t worked free. He then shifted his eyes. I had an intense desire to lick her asshole.“Your turn,” I interrupted.“Ok.”“Lie down on your stomach.”When Emily did I was able to better appreciate her fetish for nylon. There was something so lustful about the stockings stretching over her heels and covering a slender pair of already nylon clad legs.I started by stroking her legs all the way up and down. My hands started to concentrate on her inner thighs and eventually her pussy. I enjoyed her tightly cleaved ass caused by the g-string. I.