He jumped up from the bed and moved to the window where the cameras were still set up and ready to go. Fran stopped her breast rubbing and moaning and... turned toward Steve with a questioning look. "You go down to the patio and do yourself on the lounge and I'll film it on the same tape with Carla." Well..." Hey, it's ok," Steve assured her, "this tape is going directly to Dave," Steve looked over at Fran, "really, I won't even get a copy of it." OK," Fran grinned, then stood up and walked. She wasn't. Saturday was all booked up too. I called back the next week to hear much the exact same excuses. She did sound somewhat regretful and vaguely interested in my future attentions, and we settled for the following Saturday, on New Year's Day.Having a good well-paying job (and a first paycheck) helped for pulling out all of the stops for taking my dream girl out for a dinner date I hoped she'd always remember. I started off by presenting her flowers at her door and I took her to the. Yes. Of course. Please show your father upstairs.” Mr. Carlson could barely contain himself.With a kiss to Mr. Carlson’s cheek, Lisa led her dad and her son by the hand up a large open staircase, down a long hallway, to a bedroom. Lisa and Josh were both quite familiar with the large king-sized bed in the center of the room. Lisa and Josh were feeling very much at ease. Phil was not.Lisa whispered something to her son before leading her dad over to the bed. Josh took a chair near the door to. Jack nearly fainted. Oh fuck, what have I done?When Jack had recovered he looked back at the TV to see Cynthia lying on the bed with George's face nestled in her bald cunt. He was doing a lot of side to side motion. In fact he seemed to be ignoring her clit. Cynthia loved having her clit licked."Just a little bit higher George. Mmmmm. Please George higher." She was getting hot but this wasn't getting her off. Jack found a little bubble of male pride well up inside as he consider himself better.