“Its-ok-don’t-worry-I-can-at-least-hold-oneoh-my-GOSH-where-IS-everyone?” The tiny lobby was empty. There was no one behind the welcome desk, an... the entire building seemed silent. Jane buried her head in her hands, and took deep breaths. Michael gently set her bags down and moved toward the desk. He looked at her with a grin on his face while she took her moment to compose herself, amazed that anyone could frustrate themselves so easily. He reached over the counter for a register book, ticked. What I didn't know at that time was the fact that each time we met she told her mom everything there was to tell. Later also I discovered she told her mom of her hard nipples and her mom put her at ease by telling it was just normal as she experiences the same feelings. Much later my love told me she needed proof from her mom and indeed her mom got hard nipples when touched gently. After some time and my love got horny by the touch of her nipples she one day simply said "I am so wet!" It was. Another one of my powers was sexual stamina, a minute amount of the energy that was building up in me to stop time was diverted to keep my dick hard when I wanted it to be.The footsteps came closer and closer to my bedroom door. The floor joists creaked beneath my parents’ weight. They reached my door. My dad, like usual, barreled into my room without knocking. He had black hair like me, though he was balding. Once he was a fit, strong man, but years of drinking and sitting on his recliner had. She kneeled in front of me as she helped me out of the pants andstared at the tent in the front of my underwear as she massaged myass. Reaching up to the waist band she slowly pulled my underwearoff. I saw her eyes go wide as my cock came into view, it’s onlyabout 6 1/2” long but very thick. When she reached for it shecouldn’t get her hand all the way around it and she continued to gazeat it in fascination. “You look like you’ve never seen onebefore,” I joked.“Well,” she said, “I’ve never.