"Michael grinned. "But you're dating Gerard, remember? So it's natural for you to spend the weekend with him."Jen looked intently into her husband's f...ace. "You're serious, aren't you? You think I should spend the weekend with him?"Michael shrugged. "Sure, why not? We're not doing anything this weekend."Jen was quiet for a few minutes, lost in thought. Still sounding unsure, she said hesitantly, "The parties did sound like fun."Michael's reply was immediate. "So that settles it then. Why don't. I pull out, my cock still slick and wet stands once again in the open air and to attention as I assume the position that Foxy instructed me to.Foxy get's up from his back and stands on all fours infront of me, assuming the doggystyle position.“Alright” he says.I press my cock to his wanting hole and once again enter it with a hard thrust.The current position now allowing me to thrust harder and faster.I place my hands on his hips, pushing and pulling on his body to meet my own. Slowly my fair skin turned from pale white to deep red, and the pain turned into heat, and the heat into a glow as the neurotransmitters poured into my bloodstream. The feeling did not come quickly, it was more like heavy rain filling a reservoir, the water level rising, rising until the earth gives way and the flood no longer can be contained.So it was for me, my body all light, burning consumed in the flood of chemicals coursing through my blood. Juices leaked from my pussy running down my. Why I never attempted to stop him there and then, I honestly don't know, but my feelings and the visual imagery were all melting into something strange and wonderfully exciting, so much so, I felt him slide against my labia, a slight pleasurable feeling, and as I stood crouching I felt daddy hands take hold of my hips, and we began moving together, my own father was moving inside my body, we were having sex, just like mummy and those three men.After a few minutes of awkward movements, I.