He turns to face his father

Turning to face his father John opened his mouth to protest only for his mouth to be met with his fathers pulling John into a deep passionate kiss, his fathers tongue exploring Johns mouth. As the kiss continued, Johns father began to knead his breast, John's body started to betray him as his pussy suddenly was feeling quite damp, his father's touch turning him on. John's father broke the kiss, leaving John wanting more, John thought to himself 'I gotta explain myself, but how can I explain this? Also if my dad knew he'd just made out with his son in his wife's body, oh fuck what do I do'. While john grappled with this inner turmoil Frank had reached behind his wife and unclasped her bra, with a deft swiftness he removed the garment exposing John's breasts, despite being nearly 40 Sally's tits seemed to defy gravity remaining pert and perky.

John's dad swiftly pulled John in for another deep kiss, John's body natural response kicking in and heightening his arousal, 'fuck I can't let my dad know, I have to pretend to be mum' John thought not wanting the awkward conversation of having to explain why he had let his father fondle and kiss him.

Breaking the kiss John's father guided John to his knees suddenly John was face to face with his fathers boxers, John could see his fathers bulge, his pussy got more wet as a result. "Ok babe get me hard" John's father crooned his deep voice smooth and confident, and with that John's dad lowered his underwear.