"Judging by the way you were staring at her little panties and tight ass, I figured you more than simply noticed," chided Ann."I was not staring." Bob... walked over and stooped to kiss the back of Ann's slim neck. "I was just comparing her... to her previous self."Bob and Ann both chuckled at his clearly lame response."Well, just make sure you don't go pointing your dick in her direction. And, if you do, I had better know all about it," said Ann. As she spoke, Ann reached out and removed the. I kept watching and when I saw it twitch, I knew for certain that my father had an erection. Was it just something that sometimes happen to men? Or did he have an erection because of me hugging him so closely? As my mind began to race, he broke his hold on me, stood up and said that it was time he went to bed as he was tired after the driving. I stood and kissed him goodnight. There was no hug back this time and I wondered whether it was me who had caused his erection and how he might now be. We then had some face to face loving, first with him on top, my stockinged legs around his body so he could thrust in deeply, then me on top, riding his cock and looking each other in the eyes. I rode him slowly, looking at his wonderful body, relishing every sensation of his wonderful cock as my pussy lips wrapped around him as I moved up and down. Almost lifting myself right off, then pushing down so I felt the ridge of his massive head stretch me and part my pussy, ramming all the way in. He smells and feels exactly the same. “Hi! How’ve you been?” What a scintillating conversationalist I’ve become! “Well. Yourself?” He’s twinkling at me again, as always, amused at my sad attempts at normal social interaction and my denial of the blatantly obvious. “You’re here for the conference again,” he continues, making it a statement rather than a question. No denying the obvious for him. “Yes,” I say breathily, “I notice you aren’t instructing this time.” Wonderful. Obviously he was never.