Through all of high school, no girl could make me forget my feelings for Mom. All I wanted to do was shove my cock inside my mom’s glorious pussy an... feel her mouth wrapped around my dick. I was going insane!Then during my senior year, Mom and Dad split which left my mom and I all alone. At first, my mother became very depressed and hardly ever left the house, thinking that she was not beautiful and would never be loved again. That’s when I decided to take action! I stopped hanging out with. It's been a year since the King first beamed down and he's done it all, he stays at 5 star hotels, he eats the finest foods, he drinks the finest alchohol, he fucks the hottest strippers, wives, barmaids, etc, etc. He's 31 now and he knows that he gets to enjoy living like a god king for another 89 years but that's the problem, what happens after that?Doc Holiday can access all current Federation medical and scientific information using the ships computer so working with Doc Holiday the King. I tightly shut my mouth with my left hand, with my right hand still holding the handlebar.I was feeling so helpless. I had no idea where he would stop. His eyes still had the same compassionate and kind look but his hands were never that lovely on me. I was so helpless that after a while, tears started dropping outta my eyes. I closed my eyes in an attempt to stop them but to no avail. They kept dripping until they were on his hands. It changed the situation a lot.He suddenly pulled his hands. Although short-lived, the drink buoyed his ailing confidence. The drink permitted a departure from reality but at the same time a woeful perspective. On occasion he would go to the bar with associates, but after his associates departed, he would stay and drink by himself.Queresh was not a sorrowful man. He had wealth and close friends. But as his wife’s mental health failed, as the recent miscarriage sat like a welt upon his brain, he found a substitute within the alcohol. In all his drinking.