Comparable to Abigail Spencer.“Don’t tell me!” Taylor tugged on my mom’s hair. “Tell him!” Now my mom’s face was guided back around by ...er hair and placed directly in front of mine. It was all in her eyes as she stared at me – wanton lust.“Chad – please baby.” Mom ogled down at my cock then back up at me with yearning. “I need to feel it inside of me.”This can’t be happening. This must be a dream. There is no other way to explain what is going on. Wake up Chad!My adrenaline surges so fast. ‘Practice, that is all, just practice. That’s how you get good at anything, you practice.’ Robert told her. She tried the little Glock next and decided she liked it better. It was lighter, and smaller and easier for her to hold. It kicked a bit more, but not much. She said that the red dot from the grip laser sight made it easier for her to shoot, she could just look for the dot and aim from that. They went inside, and Robert cleaned the guns, even the revolver they hadn’t fired. He loaded. I lean back on my car, sobbing. I wish I wasn’t like this. I wish I was just…I don’t know. That’s when I hear his voice. ‘Tissue?’ I look up, wiping tears from my eyes and see the man from earlier standing in front of me holding out a tissue. Behind him I can see his door is open, the light from inside spilling into the night air. He looks at me with a kind smile and again I swear there seems to be light emanating from his eyes. I can’t seem to turn away from him or speak. I try to think of. .. and she was allowing me to do so!"You don't mind do you?" I said to her.Tessa shook her head, "No," she quietly replied.I decided I need to take it further. I said to her, "Why don't you give your old man a nice little kiss to show there's no hard feelings for earlier?"She nervously laughed and then bent to me. She then closed her eyes and gave me nice little kiss on the lips, pulling away after about ten seconds or so.I said to her, "That was a daddy-daughter kiss. Why don't you let me see.