I wasn't aware until after my Dad passed away some twelve years after we got married. I raced a drag strip car. Every weekend we would head to the drag strip. I actually met my wife at one event. A very hot tiny and cute girl. I was twenty six and she had just turned nineteen.
So one night after my Dad passed away, after just banging the hell out of her, we got to discussing when we met. She finally told me that several times while I waited in line to drag race, my Dad and her would head to the race trailer and she would screw the day lights out of him. Then she told me she had also fucked three of my best friends the same way, in the back of the race trailer. I didn't believe her at first and figured she was fantasizing to get me going until she told me about the scar my Dad had on his penis from a war injury. I had never seen it but he had told me about it. Caused his tool to turn upwards very sharply. So I was going fast down the drag strip while she was going fast down my Dad's cock?
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