Everything was insane. My little girl couldn’t be pregnant.But what if she was? How would I talk to her? I would have to confront her, get her to ta...lk. She must be so scared.My hand reached into her underwear pile, pulling out the first thing I grabbed. It was a red thong. Such a daring cut. I shuddered. I should have seen the warning signs. Her underwear had been so daring since she turned fourteen. She was buying thongs and other skimpy underwear, and bras with lace and ribbons, things that. I smiled and kissed him and said yes. then i kissed him. we got on my bed and were kissing when i felt him touch my dick. i stopped kissing him and looked at him. he started to look away sorta scared and i pulled his head up so i could see his eyes and said its ok you can touch it if you want to. he smiled and slid my boxers down and was touching my dick and i asked him if he wanted to try something nic and i do. he looked sorta sad and said is nic your bf. i smiled and said yes but you cant. With insatiable precision, my wife pulled aside the gusset of her panties and slid my cock against her wet, inviting lips. The glass of the window groaned under our combined weight. “Honey,” said my wife. “We can’t do this. The glass isn’t gonna hold us.”The head of my cock entered her and I knew I wouldn’t be able to control my actions much longer. Instinct would take over. I saw an image of the window cracking around us like ice on a pond, the two of us tumbling to the front lawn in a rain of. I felt my body betraying me, getting wet dampening my panties.Rocky grabbed my hand and all but pulled me to the side of the room, a small door led to a sectioned-off part of what must have been an extension to the function-room we were in. As the door closed behind, it became totally dark, except for the glow of two emergency exit signs, the noise of the party still going on the other side of the folding wall. He pushed me back against the wall and kissed me, my arms went around his neck.