I would catch up on some sleep on the plane. We showered together, this time they gently shaved my cock and ball sack as if they had both done this m...ny times before. Shower sex has got to be one of the best places with the warm water and slippery bodies. I kissed them both goodbye and headed back to the airport for a trip that would possibly define our company’s future in China. I met Paul and Jim in the line, Wally was already in the business club lounge waiting. We checked in and headed. " One, three, zero, zero meters," Zen answered. He pushed the button and sent another shell out, blowing another group of marines — this time cowering behind some small rocks — into oblivion."Okay, get us back under cover!" Sanchez ordered. "Move it, Xenia!"The words weren't even completely out of his mouth before she had them backing down the berm to the relative safety of the flat ground. It was none too soon either. No more than three seconds after they were clear the berm lit up with laser. I hadn't been with many guys. My Dad's cock felt so much bigger than those men. He placed a hand on the back of my head and he fed me his shaft.I have to admit to gagging on his long prick. I probably was able to only get a couple of inches down. My Dad seemed like he was out of it. He kept pumping his cock down my throat. He got hard in just a few minutes time. Thankfully Dad pulled away. I wasn't expecting the next part. Dad climbed onto my bed. He took hold of my legs and spread them wide. ’ I do some quick math in my head. Forty-seven minus thirty-three. That’s fourteen years. If our birthdays fell on the calendar right, it might only be thirteen years different. That’s not so much, I think. ‘Our age difference won’t be a problem,’ he says and for some reason I put it out of my head. I recover. ‘You were married, then. Divorced?’ ‘No, widowed. A form of brain cancer took Helen.’ ‘I’m so sorry.’ ‘Don’t be. We had a good life together. I only wished I enjoyed it more. One day, I.