Jane drawns back the curtain and with a big smile on her face walks out of the shower. 'You were a big help, Henry. Now put this back in the drawer. W...e must see about that wicker basket for you. At the foot of my bed seems appropriate but we will have to devise a remote lock, can't have you wandering about' * * * *It is Sunday mid-morning in the local park. Henry dressed in lycra shorts and a too small pink 'Breast Cancer' t-shirt is running curcuit round the meadow. Jane, in a yellow. She was giving me blowjob and I was finger fucking her. After half an hour she made it to stand and now it was erected to its full length. I asked her to seat slowly on my lap, we took the 63 position and I guided my penis at her cunt hole and got buried in to her cunt. I held her at her ass chicks and she held me at my neck. I was twitching my penis inside her and she was pulsating her vagina. We are exchanging our heats. We both were too hot. She said, Bhaiya, I want to die in your hands. I. The erotic dreams I had experienced last night were almost real, so real that for a moment I thought that they had actually happened and when I woke up my heart sank not seeing her in bed next to me, knowing that I had not carried her in my arms to my bed, where I undressed her slowly, kissing each square inch of bare flesh as it was revealed, before feasting on the delicacy of her young teenage pussy, bringing her to multiple orgasms as she screamed out "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy" Her screams of. " Rodney pushed me aside and ran out against the storm.I walked calmly back inside my home. Smiling at the lovers recuperating within, I strode leisurely to my bedroom. There I dressed and returned to the living room. My mother and sisters had begun to explore their own after-lusts. My heart soared at the sight of their hands and mouths and cunts, seeking and probing and tasting. I left them there, naked and beautiful, and I walked into the day towards Wendy's. My cock never subsided in.