" Who's joking?" Peter! That's disgusting!" Seriously?" I sat up, suddenly realizing that she wasn't laughing at any of this. "You have something agai...st oral?" If God had wanted us to use our mouths for baby's, he would not have put them on our faces." What?" I couldn't even follow the logic.Maria simply closed the book, turned off the light and roll away from me.I thought about it for a while. Maybe no one had done it to her - maybe I was the first and she wasn't used to the idea that I like. I always felt comfortable in his hands. Just like daughter should. The movie itself was a favorite of mine. Lots of laughter filled with tears. It was then I noticed something that I hadn”t before. As I was laying there, the small of my back was against his lower body. I thought I could sense a little hardness pressing against me. I ignored it at first, but each time I moved when laughing, it became more noticeable. He was dressed only in boxers and a t-shirt. So the thin material didn’t. Up came my mom naked and on her knees waiting in a doggy position, then a big cock guy walked past the camera and got behind her slowly pushing his big cock in her pussy, she slowly started rocking back and fourth pushing his cock deeper in her clit with each stroke, slowly she did it, her eyes were closed tight as she began picking up the pace, the guy then placed his hands on moms hips and started pushing his cock in and out her faster, as mom started moaning, Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhh, she was. Silent. And therefore, as we approach absolute zero, love inevitably dies. However, such extremes are not in fact necessary, as love is essentially a fragile entity. It is widely believed that an increment of a mere two or three degrees will produce the same tragic outcome. If this is true, and if we carry on the way we are, we will soon witness love's demise first hand. In the world I habitually inhabit, the harsh physical world where death is but a careless miscalculation away, one substance.