Yes, you're their father, but you're also a man with a penchant for beautiful women.Now that they've blossomed into womanhood, you've listened to the ...local boys sneak in and out of your home to bed them. You've heard their muffled whimpers trying to keep themselves quiet as if you wouldn't be able to hear the sound of slapping bodies from the next room over. Nevertheless, your wife is always asleep when that happens, so they must think you are too. Little do your daughters know that when. She then told her husband an I to lay down, taking her husbands cock in her hand she started to suck on it frevelently. Sliding the whole of his hard cock deep inside of her mouth with every bob of her head.She then slide over to me and started to suck on my cock, sliding her lovely lips and tongue up and down the length of it. It felt so good! Her husband then flipped her on her side with him behind her. I repositioned myself on my knees near her head and she continue to suck my hard cock as. ’ ‘Actually, I was looking at the person who’s looking at the work.’ He said. I had blushed and giggled from what he had said to me. I turned around to get a look at him. He was tall, dark, and handsome with black hair and dark brown eyes. He had a perfect, dimpled smile and a strong, muscular body. ‘I’m Ian. Ian Mathison.’ He introduced himself to me. ‘I’m Lynette. Lynette Adler.’ I said to him. ‘Nice to meet you, Lynette.’ He replied as he kissed my hand. ‘So what brings you to the Metro. “Sure. But....” I didn't know what to say. Again. Would that ever get better? “No but.” He turned to me and kissed me. “Just you and me”, he whispered between our lips. His warm hand touched my thigh, brushed my skin. I shivered. Slowly he let his hand wander, still kissing me. It reached the hem of my shorts, forced it's way in.Without thinking I spread my legs. David chuckled as he touched my wet slip. “Does running make you horny as well?” “Fuck off.” I pushed him off me, pushed him over and.