I wanna be like them." I answered honestly."Ahhh I see." she said with a smile, going back to the kitchen. She came back with another plate, sat it d...wn then repeated the task again. "Breakfast is ready!" she yelled down the hall. I heard a groan come from my Dad and I started eating. Daddy came out exactly as I saw him before I went to bed the last night. He was wearing only a tshirt and his penis hung between his legs, half hard with a bead of fluid clinging to the tip. "Good Morning.". My twin sister Kerry is the person closest to me than anyone in my life. As kids we didn’t have the happiest of upbringings. Our father took off just shy of our twelfth birthday, skipping the country to live with another man. Unable to cope, our mother found comfort in the bottle, taking a string of lovers to her bed and rapidly built herself a reputation for being the town whore. And so it was that in our small town high school, Kerry and I became social outcasts. Judged unfairly by our. Daniel Smith would kiss his young wife goodbye and never return. She soon go back to the stage. Just to survive. Years latter, when her last marriage ended, she took back the name from when she had been happiest. Rose Kipner was Rose Smith. She was a resident of the Twin Oaks Retirement center. It was only ten miles away. I paused then. I wanted so badly to go at that very moment, but what would I say to her. That I was a fan who just happened to be born decades after she had stopped dancing.. I reached down and stroked my erection with the rhythm of the sounds of a cock plunging in her pussy.My boyhood pal Sam had been visiting family here in our home town and naturally reconnected with me. We had a great dinner and put away plenty of good whiskey as we reminisced. My wife had met him before and knew how close we were. When I said he shouldn’t drive and offered a bed, he accepted.Sam was divorced with no kids. Sandy knew that his ex-wife had happily fucked me twice a week when I.