He wolf-whistled her.“Easy tiger,” she said. “Try not to jizz all over my carpet.”“Funny you should say that actually…”“Dan, if you’...re about to tell me about how you’ve wanked to pictures of me, I really don’t want to know,” Charlie said, sitting down next to him on the bed.“No, it’s not that.”“What then?”Daniel then explained to Charlie what had happened the previous night.“Well it’s pretty obvious what happened,” Charlie said.“It is?”“Of course. You had a wet dream.”“Charlie, this is. Whether that change was a good thing or a bad thing, I couldn’t guess. I’d just have to wait and see.For the next few days nothing seemed much different. I mean, sex wise, Sherry and I were still doing it almost every night, and Mom and I found a couple of opportunities to get together, but as for any shifts in general behavior, nothing stood out except Dad seemed a bit distant, reserved. Maybe contemplative is a better word since he seemed to spend a lot more time just sitting and thinking. Fuck MEEEE, he screamed She lay on the bed and he climbed on top of her. He positioned the dildo at his hole and he slid down on it in one motion, taking it to the balls. He started riding it, proud to show off what a cheap tramp he was. You like that bitch? You like feeling like a woman with my big hard Black dick shoved in your cunt? Let me see you suck it. Suck all that assjuice off that dick thats been deep in your ass. Show me what a nasty little slut you are. Show me that youll do. . wearingher sexy lingerie.But why?The lingerie is embarrassingly feminine. It's a super-short baby-dollnightgown which reaches down just to my... (Melissa's?) crotch. Theplunging neckline shows Melissa's ample breasts (MY ample breasts??) tobest effect, with a cute little pair of string-bikini style pantiesthat cup her pussy perfectly.Wait... it cups her pussy? Her... PUSSY...????Oh no. I look down and spread my legs and bend over to look into mycrotch. Oh god. OH GOD!!I have a pussy. There's.