Ready, Mel?” “Always.” I smoothed the knicker silk across her arse, raised my hand and gave her a few warm-up slaps, which were about as far as ...we usually went. Mel doesn’t take long to be ready. So I was surprised to hear her say, “Harder, please. Make me feel it.” Unsure how far to go, I stepped up the intensity. I could sense Robert’s heavy breathing each time my palm made contact. “It’s a lovely arse,” he said. “Is it good for you like this, Mel?” “Yes. There’s something special going on,. Heading home for the day I’m still thinking about you. I slowly rub my cock through the material of my thin khaki pants. It doesn’t take much and I’m at full hardness. I gently massage my cock using my thumb and forefinger. By the time I’ve gotten home I can feel a decent sized wet spot in my boxers caused by the pre-cum and all of those delicious thoughts of you. I can’t wait to get naked, so I quickly strip down. I look through my extensive porn collection, because I want to find the one girl. His hands gripped firmly on her waist, he pulled her against him as he pounded his daughter, getting all the desired noises out of her. She moaned and begged, shooting lust-filled looks over her shoulder, silently begging him to make her cum. And he plowed into her with deep, hard thrusts, pounding through a climax that made his daughter's body jerk spasmodically. "Fuuuck!" Yolanda exclaimed, falling heavily against her mother, her hips twitching. Her pussy must have twitched with aching. My lack of concern earlier now turned into dread and the fear that the cream had neutered me and turned me from male to female. I ran my fingers down the crease, and I parted it and found the tip of my cock buried deep in my slit, as I bumped it with my finger tip and pleasure gripped my groin, far more intense that touching a flaccid cock tip. As I bumped it again it almost hurt with my dry fingertip touching it, I wet my fingertip between my lips and tried again, the pleasure returned and I.