She smiled at him, satisfied, watching him check out her perky boobs and puffy nipples.Don paused a moment to merely stare at his daughter. He felt a ...sudden tenderness towards her, realizing that her body had begun to change towards being a little bit more mature since her skinny late teenage years. She was still a slender young woman, but her breasts had now begun to fill out a bit more, her hips not as bony as they once were. Her smooth naked shoulders looked even prettier now.“Take off. I pulled him closer and just told him to fuck me. He always wanted too but I'd never let him, that was then however, and this is a new me - a drunk, horny me. All of a sudden I had a moment where I came to my senses.I didn't want this! I was just drunk, I don't want him and I don't like him. But I had to, I was so horny and didn't care who it was with. I still wanted to be safe though. I grabbed his dick and told him we're going in a bedroom. Now that I was about to fuck him he seemed fine with. Ken considered himself somewhat of a professional amateur when it came to photography. He had even gotten a few of his pictures published. One of the pictures, the one he was most proud of, he had named “A Blossoming May”. The picture was of his wife at the exact moment of orgasm.Ken fondly remembered that blissful evening when he took the picture. The evening he watched his beautiful wife on all fours, moaning, behind her a tall black man on his knees, plunging his thirteen-inch black cock in. “Ehh…. I was out taken a dump” “Hehe sure you where. So if i go out on the toilet now, it smells of shit?” I knew it wouldn't, but what should i say…. “If you wanna smell my shit go right ahead” He laughed out loud. “Brian im only teasing you man… gess relax a little” I couldn't stop thinking of Magrets pantyhose and made my dick hard again. I stood up. “I better get home and do some homework and something to eat” “Ok Brian. Cya” i felt amazing walking home that day in Magrets pantyhose.Well.