He was completely objectifying me,dehumanizing me, not even for a second stopping to ask me if what he wasdoing was OK, or asking for permission. This...was what I had feared allalong. And, inside, I felt like I should be crying hysterically. But thestrange thing was that I didn't actually cry. Not even a few tears. Infact, I was smiling throughout - a nervous, embarrassed smile, but a smilenonetheless. And I was aware of that, but I couldn't stop. I even giggledsilently, somewhat, when his. Wonder if she really knows what we are doing? Hell, fire and brimstone, hope not.”He pulled me close, “She won't my sweet baby. Now let me make you cum. After that we should drive back home--or momma will really worry.”“Okay daddy. Ooooooh yesssssss, I like that! I love the way you suck my clit. Finger me harder! Oh my god, Daddy I am cumming!”Once again I enjoyed my driving lesson with my dad. After all I drove all the way to our favorite making out spot, without killing the car at every. He slowly kissed down her stomach and shestiffened when he neared her knickers."No please, I'm just not sure how I feel about that part of my bodynow. Please take me now, make me yours Sam."She rolled over and pulled the back of her knickers down. Her bottomlooked like two perfect peaches Sam thought."I just need to get something to..."She reached back and handed him a tub of lube. Sam coated himself, thenworked his fingers into Michelle. She sighed."I want you Sam, now."He eased into her. He washed his face with cold water, staring at himself in the mirror as he did so, thinking once again that he did not deserve to be so lucky. He toweled his face roughly, and looked again at his reflection. The mirror showed him the truth of his age, the receding hair, grey at the temples; the slight pouchiness under his eyes; the failing elasticity of his skin; and the belly. Not a bloated gut, but definitely the paunch of later middle age. He squeezed a roll of fat on his hips between finger.
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