Spade Davis is a big man, six foot four, two hundred thirty pounds of solid muscle. Broad shoulders, square jawed with brown hair and blue eyes. As he... sees himself, not handsome, but decent enough not to scare kids. Thirty-one years old, and out of the job he had held for nine years. His welding skills not needed since robots could do it faster and cheaper. Or so they said. He smiles to himself as he walks. "Maybe they're right, a damn robot doesn't have to go piss and take breaks. Doesn't ask. I eased into her slowly and started pumping, slow at first. She was so wet and warm!! She turned her head and looked at me "harder baby, please squeeze my nipples too". Soon she was moaning and pushing her ass back at me. Baby, she said, I want you in my ass. Your dad is to big but I think I can take you if you go easy. I gently eased into her, she was tight but soon relaxed. Harder she kept saying as she played with her pussy as I f**ked her ass. Her moans grew louder and she started to. And he found out that guys could be a s fun as girls.My daughter had gone off to a big college in a big city, and his daughter was taking classes in a small school in our town, and was earning money by working as a prostitute. It turned out Paul would sometimes watch her pick up men and take them to a cheap motel, and Paul would sit in his car and jerk off while thinking about what she was doing. I joked that maybe I would fuck her and tell him about it....and he liked the idea.We were sure. Her breathing still labored. On her face was one of the largest grins I had ever seen.I told her to spit out the canary.She began with a quick, jumbled mess of words. Each stumbling over the next with her trying to get them out – all at once.The crux of them was that she had come upstairs to investigate the scream, only to find us already fully engaged. Instead of being upset she found herself to be extremely aroused. She couldn’t explain why but felt that it was appropriate for me to be taking.