My world dissolved into pain as he up thrust, taking my throat for his own, jamming eight inches of ankle-thick shaft into it.I coughed and gargled an... sputtered and gagged all at the same time. This pushed him over the edge and a torrent of his codpiece killing jam blasted from both my nostrils, the pressure building still and blasting my head from him entirely as well.He aimed his cock at me, but still keeping his hands on the oars, shot a blast from the tip with each quick stroke.Again I. " She fixed everything up six years ago," Dad said with a chuckle."Oh you!" Mom rolled her eyes at him and they were still in love.Dad looked like he'd gained a little weight, but that was okay. Having just turned sixty on the button, he deserved a little padding and it looked good on him. My dad worked for the Post-Intelligencer as one of the copy editors and I'd gotten my love of words from him.I'd gotten my looks from Mom though and a lot of people, older friends and relatives who'd known. . ever so briefly... displaying the tops of her stockings, a set of rose-colored garters, and a strong hint that she was not wearing any underwear. With a big smile and a wink, she disappeared back inside the bar as he stood silent.That’s how he ended up standing by himself, looking at the message on a matchbook. He thought to himself, “This can’t be real. It’s gotta be a joke.” He thought back to a thousand stories he’d read or heard from his buddies. It was the kind of thing that just didn’t. I just want to marry her.”“So you want to make your mother into a grandmother before age 25.”Smiling, “How’s that sound, Mom?”Going along with the humor, “Sounds wonderful young man. Just become a better father than your father.”“I have no idea about how to be a father.”Sean inquires, “Can I be your best man? Have you set a wedding date?”Smiling, “Yes, you’re my best man, but no date yet. I still have to ask her out.”Rachel asks, “What’s her name? How does she feel about you?”Jeff had lost most.