She was conscious that David was in the room, and she wanted to please him. Whoever pleased the only man of the house had an endless supply of the "Wa...ter".Looking over Samantha's shoulder, the middle-aged woman replied, "Sometimes I think it is." She moved a finger further between the tight buttocks and pressed the digit against the hard muscle of the youthful anus. David smiled at the sight, just as his mother had wished. "I always love being alone with you darling." The finger pressed deeper. Nick remembered her in her little two piece suit the day before, worried about what the other adults would think. He wasn’t her father, he had no say in what she wore, and the bathing suit was far too sexy for a c***d her age. Sexy. He hadn’t meant to use that word. The suit was sexy, he told himself, that doesn’t mean he found the girl sexy as well. Cute, yes. She had tan skin and a head full of thick brown hair streaked with lighter tones. It was always flared around her head as if she’d been. Well, after coming home from a date – spent most of the time kissing my boyfriend and him feeling me up – I was hot and bothered. When I got to my room my roommate was already in bed sleeping – she didn’t have a boyfriend at the time, but she was much more worldly than I was. So I got into the room and changed into a t-shirt and my panties. I went to lay down and get some rest, but kept thinking about what happened on my date and how it made me feel. Well, I started to get worked up, I had. Her husband’s son’s cock.“So, did you and Roger work things out? You were in a bit of a jam when I left” he said impishly, wanting to keep her engaged in conversation while her daughter performed a sex act on him.“Yes ... you know that...” Carol said making herself busy in the kitchen, eager to escape the awkward conversation, but unwilling to risk another correction. At least not so soon after the last one.“Good, yes, I guess you guys did. I swear, I had not realized the difference one little.