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My Poor Dad Mother and I … Poor Dad A few weeks after I found mother with Clark and Jeremy, and we had our chat about her and dad we kind of dropped the subject of them swinging, will her swinging, dad watching. I got home from school and mother was getting in about the same time. She settled in with a glass of wine and on the patio, before dad got home she asked me if I had given any more thought to her and dad swinging and me getting in on the act. “Mother you’re asking if I want to sleep with dad?” “No dear, I don’t think you want to do that, but I know he has been looking at you these past few weeks in a different way. He is thinking of you and me with two guys and with him watching.” “How do you know that has he said that to you?” “No, will not until I gave him the idea, that you were getting very grown up and you were attracting a lot of men and it would be easy Göztepe escort bayan to make her/you part of our life style.” “He has been looking at me a lot these last few days, since you mentioned it.” “Last night in bed we were getting it on and I started talking to him about you and how you were so much like me, and I told him that you had a high sex drive and that made him go off faster than he has in a long time, he mumbled your name when he unloaded into me.” “So what do you have in mind?” We chatted until dad got home and later that night I started down that road to teasing my father. After dinner and some TV with my folks I had a few phone calls and around 10:30 I came down to the den in a sexy baby doll PJ and sexy high heels. “Mother you think these heels go with my new dress we got for the dance?” Dad’s eyes bugged out as he looked at everything but my heels. Escort Caddebostan Once I realized that Dad was checking me out every time I came into the room, I started to relentlessly tease him around the house when Mom was gone. I’d walk around in just panties and bra a lot more and if Mom went to bed early, I’d watch TV with Dad in just a baby-doll night thing, making sure to show plenty of leg and hot glimpses of my plump tits. My shorts became shorter and my bikini’s smaller as I pranced around the house, seemingly oblivious to the erections I was causing my father. One fateful Friday night mother and I sat dad up for the big kill. I turned down a date and stayed home. I was up in my room getting ready for the big show. Mother came to my room knocked on the door and cracked it open. “Your father is on his second drink and I’m faking a bad cold and going to bed; make him sweat bullets honey!” Bağdat Caddesi escort I just smiled and winked at mother and a few minutes late went down to the den. Dad was alone watching TV. “Hey dad mother said she felt a cold coming on and went to bed after taking some pills.” He looked up saw me in a light blue baby-doll with matching sheer thong panties. My dad, well into his third whatever on the rocks, looked up at me from his leather recliner and softly remarked, “You better cover up. Your mother would be mad if she saw you in that.”Giggling, I looked him in his robe and I guess his underwear. “Dad can I have a glass of wine?” “Sure baby, here let me get it for you, I need a freshener.” I sat cross-legged on the couch across from his recliner, my shaved pussy already damp under the semi-transparent panties. “Dad I think mother took something strong I heard her snoring as I came past your bedroom, she is out for the count, oh and you may not want to sleep with her tonight, you might get what she has!” He just nodded yes. I pretended to be getting engrossed in the horror movie he was watching. Every now and then, I’d give a little shudder or shriek as the suspense built in the movie, making my dad laugh and call me a chicken.
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