” Smiling forlornly he then continued, “I was… and still am a smelly oaf. Back then my face looked like an acne war zone. I’m sure you have ne...ver even had one pimple,” he blurted as we both chuckled.He went on to tell me that he had left everything he owned with his ex, whose redneck family were carbon copies of his own clan. He simply had to get away from the rut that his life had become, having grown sick and tired of it all. Visiting me in my beautiful home, had made him realise what a. Not until we transferred to this country did I learn that father had a mistress - only a few years older than I - that he paid for her move at the same time we did. Dad sat with her on the plane - mother acting as if nothing was wrong, and indeed, giving me more attention than I would have liked at the time.I never realized that I was senior to my own mother in our home until I saw her in just her underwear one day. It was the turning point in our relationship. No nothing happened between us -. “You know it tiger, you excited to see me?” I said. My dad smirked and shook his head.“I had such fun last night I couldn’t help but come again,” booth one said.“I certainly hope you’ll be cumming again.”“Hehe, you’re too much,” booth one said as his semi-hard cock slid through the hole wrapped in rubber. Without further ado, I opened my mouth and took booth one into it. He moaned and let me work, first sucking him to full hardness before bobbing my head up and down his shaft. As my first dick. She rocked against him until the warmth spread across her body and then she drew him back to her mouth. The simple, comfortable stimulation was too much to not take to the next step. In silent agreement, he slowly lowered his body onto hers and she felt the pressure of his abdomen against hers. He took his erection in his hand and smoothly guided his cock into her. Her lips were already sensitive and parted easily in wetness. One thrust and he was halfway inside of her. Two slow thrusts and he.