A Finale

Then I heard the springs on the settee and could just believe that dad had laid on top of Marissa so he could sink his cock into her pussy.

Christ, I couldn’t believe that I was actually jealous of dad fucking his wife. In my opinion that should have been me in there fucking Marissa until I came. Man I could just imagine how Marissa would raise her crotch as dad’s cock was coming down towards her pussy.

Man, I still remember how her pussy feels on my cock. How she moans as I fuck her!
Then I hear the springs come back in place and immediately believe that Marissa is letting dad fuck her while standing up!

Then as I mentally reviewed all the time I had my cock in Marissa’s pussy, it came to me that I always fucked Marissa while we were horizontal. Damn I rarely ever touched her while we were standing.

Then it went silent and my imagination went wild with speculation. It went from a simple blowjob before Dad sprayed his cum on her to him on the floor with Marissa riding him cowgirl style. Then I heard dad groan and could imagine Marissa licking cum off herself.

Then I heard what I prayed to every god in existence never to hear. “So what this I've been told that Graham called you out in class for having nice tits!”