She would fuck missionary. On all fours. She would ride it or reverse. Always moaning and squealing when I fucked her hard. She would always cum at le...ast twice while I pumped my load in her.This is where my mind messed me up. I started seeing her with those guys. What really flipped me out was thinking of her do to those guys what she does to me. It was a turn on and made me want to see her with another man. I guess because she had been with two at least. I became obsessed with the idea. I. It wasn't what we thought. I'm alright with it." She said it calmly, and with obvious confidence.I let my breath out and tried to relax a bit. I was still in shock and finally I took my jacket off and hung it on the coat tree beside the door. I realized I hadn't said a word since I'd entered the room."What's going on?" I finally managed."Dad came to ... apologize, Vin. He's been trying to see me because he needed to apologize for ... what he had done." She said it quietly, but again, I was. .Good gracious, Carla does not want to waste time, she drops her gown, fully nude she starts to embrace me-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------PERFECT PERVERSE PLAN TO GET THE TWO HOTTIES HORNYER THAN THEY EVER EXPERIENCED!Perfect perverse plan, part two: I talk Carla up into a completely new erotic experience: blind-folded & tied-upPretty much as I envisaged, Carla is soon subjugated: on. Dad was very much impressed by my college degree, as he had been of Martha's. From his calls and letters, Dad appeared to be doing well. Not long ago he told us he was dating a Cecilia Corsillo, a medical technician, originally from El Salvador, he had met at the nursing home where Martha had resided. She was divorced and had two boys, but sounded very nice.Ralph was contemptuous, almost angry. "How can Fred be making a fool of himself over a woman young enough to be his daughter!" he fumed. I.