I'd let you unzip my pants and start sucking my balls and shaft. I would grab you by your hair and guide you to the living while you have my dick in y...ur throat the whole time I move you by your hair. I'd sit down while you gag on my hard dick, your mouth getting full of wet slobber and saliva. I'd spit in your mouth and on your face to give you more lubricant so you can take my dick all the way down your throat. Then you'd lick my ass while stroking my hard cock, you'd tell my how good my ass. That was when the phone rang."Hello?" Roger asked in a chipper tone."Hi honey, how are things?" His mother said at the other end. "Iseverything okay?" Are you asking that because you missed me or you're worried that assoon as you and dad left on your second honeymoon, I'd buy a gun andpaint the walls with my own blood?" What?" His mom said in stunned silenced."You've been telling me to kill myself from the time I asked you to buyme a dress for my eighth birthday to my asking for a Barbie theme. For the last two years Rick has been after me to satisfy his favorite fantasy. He wants to watch me have sex with another man. At first I told him no, but he has constantly been after me to do it and it has finally reached a point where I have to do it or tell him to take a hike. The problem is that I love him even if he is being an asshole about this and I really don't want a divorce. When I finally told him I would do it, I told him it would only happen under certain conditions. It couldn't. I held Kimmy’s hand and they went inside. I led you to my chair and sat down, and invited you to sit with me. I showered and shaved that morning, and put a little after shave on. I didn’t want any reason for you not to want to be close to me. You snuggled up on my lap and leaned against me. You breathed deeply, and whispered. “You smell like my grandpa.” I ran my hand affectionately over your back, and down to your backside, but stopped there. I knew it wasn’t quite right how much I enjoyed.