. who was it? ... asked his birthdate.' Bill scratched his head just above his right ear. 'Fuck! I don't remember!'Bill was in a panic. Inside his min..., he was born in 1946. The second child of a dad who still suffered from the memories of the Second World War.Those weeks in the pine forests of Western Michigan, "Camping" Dad called it. Long walks along the Lake Michigan shore, sometimes with Wili on his shoulders and 'Billyboy' running circles around the two of them ... those walks weren't for. The upside to this misery is that his girls were his alone to raise, and once he realized they had a rare combination of drive and ability, he did best to push each to achieve her own athletic pinnacle. Lexie, now an executive in the financial district (and a part-time economics teacher), enjoyed her own Olympic swimming career, earning a gold medal as part of a world record relay team while still a teenager. Now, at age 23, she was just hitting her sexual peak as she channeled all of her. .maaa.. I whispered to her “Slowly, Ma will get up”. Her pussy was very tight, even for my fingers. While finger fucking her with left hand, my right hand was busy kneading her breast & tweezing the nipples in between my fingers. Immediately she jerked heavily and my figer became slightly more wet & lose. I understood, she has come. I took my hands off, went to bath room and masturbated, thinking that I will have more fun later. I don’t know what time I slept, but I woke up some time close to 4. Or dreaming that Beca wanted to make love to me and my cock wouldn’t get hard. I sort of understood that one. She was too sweet to have a sex dream about. Even though she was wearing more feminine clothing and really starting to be comfortable in her body, I thought.The world collapsed. Like a building imploding, everything fell in on me and crushed me. I was paralyzed. No time for fear. No chance to escape. And no chance I’d ever wake up again.It was a dream. I could see it all taking place,.