Really! It just happened the way it happened to Jim Dawson." What's that mean?" Dad asked."It means that you've all been adopted — or something — ...y the folks back home. It means now you have all of the same powers that we have. But you have some more, too." Like what?" Mom asked.Kris briefly explained some of the powers: the computer-like memory and indexing, long-range hearing, and the ability to lock on any conversation when a speaker was in sight. "But I'm pretty sure there's more. For. Being a widower I have choice of sitting at home or being proactive and finding a woman to have fun and fuck. I know if I do not use my big cock for fucking now maybe in few years’ time my cock will only be good for pissing. Since then I have remained quite active and attend my social business and golf clubs. My daughter and son are living and working away and are busy with their own families. My son is now in UK soon, and my daughter is married and Texas USA. Being a widower it is quite easy. .but yeah, we started doing that a lot when I was twelve..........my mom had told me a lot about sex and so I was really interested and curious.........Denis, to be honest............ I was kind of fucked up about it, I guess you could say, even though I had never been abused........my father left me alone, never touched me, even though I was climbing all over him when I was five, six, seven, eight........I knew he got boners from it, and I liked to tease him to see if I could make him get one. I actually laugh out loud and draw a few looks even as I feel my cock throb to a semi in my loose thin shorts. Grabbing my towel I head downstairs and snatch my bag from my locker and send you a text: I'm coming, don't you dare finish my little fucktoy.I get home to you wearing that dress curled up on the sofa. I'm sweaty from the gym and I see you giggling. You know your teasing has been driving me mad. The sight of you there puts a wicked grin on my face as I walk towards you. "Get up!"As you.