She never thought of fucking anyone but him. The next morning, they both left and went to work. Really uneventful day. Stacy grab some dinner and head...ed home. As she walked in, she can hear her husband talking to his friend. He worked with her husband; he was a white shorter guy. Overweight and pretty annoying. As she walked by, she could see in his eyes her husband told him what happened. Stacy sank knowing that her husband was going to ask her to fuck him. “Hey Hun, how was work?” He asked.. We enjoyed our dinner and gossiped about family. After dinner we walked the property and looked at the leaves changing and then went in for a brandy by the indoor pool.Looking at my sister, I didn’t feel the same way about her. I didn’t feel strange about touching her any more like I did when I was a young man. I asked her about the things she did to me when I was young. “I felt strongly I needed to help you guys to grow up enjoying your own bodies and women or men if that’s what you were. It's on the rather expensive side, so it took us a few months to save up for. Now that it's here, I can't wait to share the news with Meghan. Taking my phone out of my pocket, I snap a picture of it, before I strip down out of my jean shorts and tank top. I slip two fingers down and begin to play with my pussy, feeling the warmth of my wetness, I push slowly inside me. I gasp out quietly, moving my hips to the same speed as my fingers, until I'm satisfied with how wet I am. When I am, I work. I couldn't wait to try it out! raising one leg over the bench to straddle it I began working the "head" up and down my slit. Gammy, my grandmother, was sitting next to me and saw and reached over my shoulder to tweak my nipples, that always helps me get really wet, and slowly slowly I worked it up inside me. Hmmm, those rough husks where the kernels had been were hard and scratchy, and I didn't like that so I pulled it back out. Daddy saw and apologetically said he hadn't thought about how that.