One evening over dinner Meagan looked at John and asked, "if you are going to marry mommy, does that mean I can call you daddy?" I would be very proud... if you were to call me daddy darling, but you only do it if you want to. Do you want me to be your daddy sweetheart?" I think so John, you are almost as nice as grampa was. Will I be Meagan Forrester?" Once again dear, only if you want to. As far as I am concerned, I am your father and you can call me what ever you want to honey." I would like. ”His candor motivated me to reveal some of my secrets.“When I’m really horny, I’ll watch gay ones, just to see only dicks. And it’s nice to see some hairless ones. But usually, I like the category that shows men worshiping pussy,” I said, playing an example.“That was nice,” he said when it ended. “I could almost taste….” His voice trailed off sadly.While we were watching it, I had slipped my hand into my pants to stroke myself. I wasn’t gushing, but I was damp. Starting another video, I drew my. I couldn't believe how polished the performance was. We sat through about five pieces that were all superbly rendered and much to my chagrin, my initial expectations were completely wrong. The final piece was a beautiful blues number; 'Chain of Fools' performed by five girls from the 'upper school.' I was overcome by a wave of lust that hit me as soon as the red velvet-clad elegant figures of the slim young women, slinked into the spotlight. There's something about a stage that always adds to. Titties were flopping and dicks were swinging everywhere, girls were rubbing some of the guys cocks and pussies were getting felt. I was getting pretty turned on myself, my cock was swelling up in my shorts. I looked around to see every one of the boys were playing with themselves, some had a hand down thier underware, jerking on thier dicks. I said "OK boys if you're going to play why don't you do it right and take off your underware. It will be more fun to be naked." One by one they pulled.