’ I wanted to scream or run or scratch that smug look off his face, but my body seemed incapable of doing anything except…well, except what he obv...iously had on his mind. My eyes were glued to his hands as he brushed his pants aside to reveal tighty whities made even tighter by his obvious erection. Although not the largest I had seen, it was respectable nonetheless, although at that moment I would have humped an Oscar Mayer wiener. If it was possible, he smiled even wider as he pushed his. What kind of man would prefer a guy to the hot woman sitting beside him."Is that the road out towards the reservoir?" Christine asked as she pointed to a turnoff and changed the subject. "Yes it is." "Would you mind taking the long way around, I used to love going out there when I was younger. That is if your not in a hurry to get home?"The fact that is was already one thirty in the morning never entered Scott's mind. He immediately said OK.A bright full moon reflected in the still waters of. I tried, but it was just in such close contact with another man, I could not get myself excited enough. She was visibly disappointed. She switched positions and asked me to come around to the foot of the bed again. It was then I suggested to Jack that she very much liked it in the ass. It was the one place he had not been, and my wife said nothing as she moved toward me, and he behind her. Again the entry timing was clear based on the look on her face and the noise she made. He had his fingers. "Stop Daddy!" She cried in between giggles. He sat her down right side up on a bar stool, still giggling. "Now pick up your crayons and go get ready for supper," he said.The girl grasped the paper that she had been meticulously annihilating before he had arrived and held it up to him. Smiling he took it and placed it on the refrigerator with a magnet. Amy leaned over, scooped all of her crayons into the nearby ice cream bucket where they were stored and scurried off into the next room to wash.