In utter disbelief my jaw falls as my son takes his hand from my cock. Slowly my dad draws down his running shorts revealing his own mature manhood. "...h yes, your daddy will have lots of fun." Instinctively I reach between my father's legs and tentatively massage his testicles and ass, then kneading his hard body as he closes his eyes and bends over to allow his cock to swing toward my waiting mouth.I lean up knowing that this is where I came from, my father's sperm bank. I kiss and lick the. It was white and pristine. As though it had never been used, she wondered if this was his first time or if it was simply a new apron. Oddly she hoped it was simply a new apron, she certainly did not want her murder to go wrong and take a long time. ‘Hello my dear.’ He spoke with such a soft and loving tone it made her skin creep to hear it now. She wondered how she could have ever thought it sexy. ‘Are you ready, ready to become a work of art?’ She could not speak with the gag in place, so she. I sense that there is some disturbance in your mind this morning. Please tell me about it.Trying to talk to him in my head was a little confusing, but I didn't want everybody to hear if I got chewed out. I guess that's a normal reaction, but there it was for whatever it was worth. Yeah, the first thing I would like is to know your name. I need something to call you, and I am uncomfortable with "Master!"The voice actually laughed. Yes, I can see that you would feel that way. OK, since you could. Things like theater, that I wanted to do, that I already could do. Nobody likes to be insulted and shamed in front of others. For the delight I was getting out of this evening, though, I thought it was a pretty good bargain.Somebody had found some old raunchy blues music, and I got right with it, starting to get way out there, fucking in front of other people, not giving a hoot who was looking... I usually need to focus to have an orgasm of any kind, but tonight, when sex was coming at me from.