..him...." Ben stopped,waiting for an answer from Terry. Terry could not believe what he was hearing. Was this mahogany colored dreamboat asking him ...if he could take a big,fat cock? Terry's sister Dana had left behind a number of "toys". One of them was a dildo bigger around than a beercan.Terry had been afraid of it when he first saw it. Over the years he had worked up to it until he could take it with ease. In fact, it had just been replaced as his favorite by two of the smaller ones used. She told Peter to kiss and suck on my toes.Peter delicately removed my pumps, lustfully sniffed the inside, then sucked on my red nail-polished toes. I was getting more and more turned on, and I had trouble hiding my hard cock under my skirt. Peter then started to run his tongue up my calf to my inner thigh. I was trembling when he moved his head under my black dress. I was worried that he would be repulsed when he saw what was hidden under my skirt, but I was happily surprised when Peter. "Kassandra is a force of nature," Darius reverently explained. "She is every bit as beautiful as you say, and she possesses an amazing intellect. She is absolutely shameless in pursuit of anything she desires." The gleaming white teeth flashing from under his smile felt more to me like those of a predator than a potential lover, but Tara was quickly succumbing to his charm.She appeared quite awestruck, in fact, and soon began to lean into him as he spoke. He had a natural charisma, and even I. After a long period of silence, I wanted to break the ice. I sensed that she was nervous about my reaction to the intimacy between us during our time in the den with Dad.“Well?” I finally asked her.“Well what?” She asked, obviously not wanting to be the first to bring it up.“Did you fuck Dad’s brains out?”She let out a relieved chuckle, “I left him just enough so he can keep bringing home the bacon.”“It didn’t take too much to get him back up, huh?”She shot me a sideways glance, “No, not much.